East of the River, West of the River

In Baolong Center Building One across the river, Zhu Juntang sat in a rocking chair adorned with pure white wings and colorful glazed ornaments. Pinching a clump of pomegranate flesh that looked like fiery red amber between her fingers, she ate the seeds one by one while watching the cartoon playing on the wall-sized screen.

After showering and blow-drying her hair, Bai Hui came over to find Zhu Juntang. Zhu Juntang's hair dryer was astonishing—almost noiseless, with a gentle breeze. Afterward, every strand of hair was smooth and heavy, as though it had just been chemically straightened.

Today was the first time Zhu Juntang had let Bai Hui stay over. Her reason was that she had not slept with a lewd big-breasted woman in a long time. Though Bai Hui was not as breathtakingly impressive as Qin Yanan, she was more than enough to satisfy Zhu Juntang.

"What a childish art style. Is this one of those Pleasant Goat series?"

Touching her hair, Bai Hui glanced at the cartoon Zhu Juntang was watching. Never mind its genre or story—just seeing sheep running all over the screen made it seem incredibly childish.

Then again, Zhu Juntang often went "Mie Mie," so it was perfectly normal for her to watch this kind of cartoon.

"No... Zhong Qing told me that some companies, enterprises, laboratories, and studios were applying for budgets, so I needed to understand what they did. But think about it—there are too many industries involved. Even I can't possibly be an expert in every field, right?" Zhu Juntang glanced at Bai Hui and could not help smiling. Even after having experienced Qin Yanan, she still found Bai Hui stunning in nothing but a thin nightgown. That old bastard must have been itching to make a move long ago.

Yet whenever