On-Site Inspection

When it came to investment, Eileen did not slack off in the slightest. She very seriously asked, "What industries are you considering developing?", "Can the Cat Lamps' working hours be guaranteed?", and "Do you have a chart for the yield rate?"

Jiang Han could answer the first two, but as for a chart...

Cats didn't like charts!

She swished her tail guiltily. "The yield rate is pretty high... I recruited several Giant Cat Lamps on my Giant Cat Island to help manage things..."

Eileen, twirling her silver hair, let out a soft breath and slightly curled her lips. "When inviting others to invest, don't respond with words like 'several,' 'a few,' 'it seems,' or 'perhaps.' Necessary data and figures are important too."

"Data and figures are important too?" Jiang Han swished her tail. Among Cat Lamps, data and figures weren't important at all. Better to count how many times someone had said meow-ao!

Eileen remained seated, sipping her tea with the poise of a proper lady. "No, they are not important at all. After all, numbers spoken by someone seeking investment are just as meaningless as favorable figures spoken by witches who toy with finance. But stating some numbers is important—it makes you look like an investee who came prepared. Professionalism. Looking professional. That is our race's investment strategy to this day."

I suppose that was a tactful way of saying, 'You still need to prepare the data you use to fool people'... Jiang Han copied Eileen and took a sip of tea, then licked her lips. "Then would you have the willingness to invest in my Giant Cat Island, as well as strong investment recommendations, including a series of investment... benefits in principle?"

Eileen leaned back, gently crossing her left leg over her right, the toe of her left