"If Miss Wu's partner cannot even handle a situation like this, I'm afraid the elders of the chamber of commerce will laugh at us." Zhang Ming deliberately dragged out his tone, his fingertips gently tapping the gold-stamped invitation in her hand.
A blush instantly crept up Wu Wen's earlobes. She pressed the invitation against her chest and chided, "If you were willing to truly be my special assistant, those old men would probably send thirty carts of congratulatory gifts by midnight."
With that, she lifted her skirt and hurried forward a few steps, then turned back with a sly smile, "What are you daydreaming for? This young lady won't wait for you."
Chapter 106