"Boss, thank you."
Zou Ziqiu stood gracefully before Jiang Siming.
She was still somewhat shy around Jiang Siming. She awkwardly placed both hands behind her back, slightly lowered her head, and dared not look at him.
But her naturally lively and optimistic personality kept her from quietly playing the part of a pure lady, so she could not help but kick her feet a little to ease the awkwardness.
Even such an insignificant movement made those slender, beautiful legs look like a work of art. Their length was almost comparable to Jiang Lan, the long-legged queen.
While she was speaking, Zou Ziqiu was still somewhat unaccustomed to her beautiful hair, which had suddenly grown back. The hair at her temples kept falling forward, and she instinctively brushed it aside with one hand.
Even this tiny movement looked like a painting.
Sitting in the boss's chair before her, Jiang Siming chuckled and said, "I didn't lie to you, did I? Look, hasn't all your hair grown back now?"
Zou Ziqiu responded with an embarrassed hum. Then her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Boss, your pills are absolutely miraculous! If this pill could be mass-produced, it would make an enormous fortune and bring good news to all the bald people in the world!"
Jiang Siming could tell that there was more to her words. He casually picked up a stick of Imperial Dragon Smoke, lit it, and asked, "Just say what you want to say."
Zou Ziqiu realized that her little scheme had been seen through. She immediately gave an embarrassed smile and said, "Well... it's like this. After my father found out that my hair had grown back, he..."
"He wants me to get him a pill too?" Jiang Siming had already guessed.
Zou Ziqiu nodded like a pecking chick