Jiang Nian was strolling around West Lake, almost to the point of feeling nauseous. But upon seeing the message, he still replied.
"Hmm."
He listed a few spots and asked Xu Shuang's preference; if she wasn't interested, he'd suggest others.
Luckily, Xu Shuang agreed happily.
"Anything's fine."
"Great." After replying, Jiang Nian put away his phone and headed to a breakfast shop—a breakfast chain.
In this area of Beijing, there's a variety of cuisines.
Jiang Nian bought breakfast and was heading back, somewhat absent-minded, thinking about Xu Shuang's matters.
As it currently stands, Xu Shuang is well-off. She has businesses over in South City, a bona fide angel investor.
Previously, he avoided suspicion, just hoping to cash in on some Gold Coins.
But in the long run, at the appropriate time, there's no need to be so coy; if he should buy shares, he should.
With the help of good wind, rise to the skies.
Upstairs, he knocked on the door.
