The live broadcast ended, and Nian Shutong sprawled lazily on the desk, watching Fu Yunhe clean up.
But her gaze seemed a bit vacant, not really like she was seriously watching this person.
"Do you need something from me?" Fu Yunhe paused his cleaning and sat down opposite Nian Shutong.
"Is it done?" Nian Shutong asked, confused.
"There's no rush. You go ahead."
Fu Yunhe thought to himself, how dare he make you wait, he certainly didn't have the guts to do so.
Nian Shutong didn't stand on ceremony. The fact that she could wait for a while already showed that she was being polite.
"I want to hire some people. How much do you think is appropriate to pay?"
"Heh heh... Finally going to pay, are you?" A knowing smile appeared in Fu Yunhe's attractive eyes.
Nian Shutong sat up and spread her hands, saying, "Who would have thought? In such a vast interstellar space, there's still no one with keen vision."
"Hurry up! I need to calculate how much this is all going to cost."
