Back in the car, Haiyan waited until they'd merged onto the main road before glancing at him in the mirror. "Welcome back. Did the meeting go as planned?"
"Better than planned, actually." Guiying let his head fall back against the seat, exhaling.
Five hundred thousand for two days wasn't nothing, and the terms had been fair, better than fair, honestly.
Still, one brand down, one more to go, and his legs already ached like he'd run a marathon but in reality he had walked in a straight line for two hours.
"You've got one more today, right?" Haiyan checked the mirror again before merging lanes.
"Yuèxin." Guiying pulled the folder onto his lap, flipping it open without much enthusiasm.
Pheromone perfume wasn't something he'd ever thought about representing, not before this week, but the pitch alone would tell him whether it was worth the time. "Should be a shorter one. I hope."
"Want me to wait out front, or find parking nearby?"
