Feng Feifei was stunned for a moment!
"Chen Xiao, you really have the thick skin of a natural-born salesman!"
Chen Xiao felt deeply wronged. 'The world misunderstands me so much. If it weren't for the system's stupid rules, who the hell would want to be a salesman!'
'Wouldn't it be better to be a god-tier tycoon who just sleeps at home all day?'
"President Feng, I think we should get down to business!"
Feng Feifei blushed. "How do we do that?"
Chen Xiao gave a roguish smile and patted the sofa next to him. "Come, I'll teach you!"
A flush crept up Feng Feifei's neck, but she obediently scooted over to Chen Xiao's side.
Chen Xiao first slung an arm around her shoulder, then leaned his shameless face in, capturing her lips with his own scorching ones.
The man had a terrible habit—he even smacked his lips. Feng Feifei kept her eyes closed, completely still, but the fluttering of her long eyelashes betrayed her nervousness.
