Dou Jiahui called Feng Jun Old Feng because... he had a favorable impression of that girl.
Men were visual creatures, and Second Fatty was no exception. He liked beautiful women; he had always been like that, from fairies to online friends.
The moment he saw the girl, his heart stirred a little. But even though he had never done business before, he knew that the bigger picture came first. Feelings and business naturally could not be mixed together.
When he decided to leave, it would have been impossible to say he had no regrets. But... how could one have the best of both worlds, neither letting money down nor letting her down?
When he heard Feng Jun had decided to support him, he immediately went along with it—his brother was trying to help him win her over.
It never occurred to him that Feng Jun might have taken a liking to the girl. In Dou Jiahui's eyes, whether it was Good Scenery or Red Sister, both were a cut above this girl—you already had two, so you couldn't possibly compete with me for this one, right?
Of course, if Feng Jun really did like the girl, he would step aside. Brothers for life—there was no need to fall out over a girl. Besides, nothing had even begun; it was only that flutter of attraction at first sight.
A flicker of surprise passed through the girl's eyes, but she maintained her reserved smile. "This gentleman is right. One million really is only the threshold. So... can we proceed with the signing process?"
"The process is that important?" Dou Jiahui raised a brow. "Intent is enough. We can take the process slowly, can't we?"
To be fair, business here often worked exactly like that. Once the intent had been agreed upon, things