"Shen Mingzhu, are you going out?"
Zhuang Xueqi, wearing a mink coat, stepped down from the BMW and sized her up with a lifted eyebrow, her eyes filled with arrogance.
Shen Mingzhu smiled, "If I say I came out especially to welcome Miss Zhuang, would you believe me?"
"Smooth-talker."
Zhuang Xueqi snorted lightly and walked up to her, "I have something to discuss with you."
Visiting Pei Wenping was not a pressing matter, so Shen Mingzhu cancelled her plans and led Zhuang Xueqi into the factory.
"Miss Zhuang, I don't have coffee or anything like that here, just rose tea. Please make do with it. It's dried roses I baked myself, with lemon slices and red dates. Regularly drinking it has beauty and skin-nurturing effects."
Zhuang Xueqi took only a sip of the tea before setting the cup down with apparent indifference.
"I need your help with something."
Zhuang Xueqi got straight to the point, and Shen Mingzhu feigned surprise, "Please, Miss Zhuang, go on."