"Then couldn't we develop a new line of business? We could get into agricultural products. I think there's a great market for them," Gu Luosheng analyzed. They would have to do it sooner or later anyway, so they might as well do it now.
Ye Nanshen lowered his gaze, a smile lingering on his lips. "My wife is so clever. That's an excellent idea. We can give it a try, and once it starts making money, I'll transfer all the profits to you."
Gu Luosheng had already been happy, and hearing that made her even happier.
"Then I'll give you a reward when you get back..."
The moment he heard that, Ye Nanshen quickly lowered the volume. This was intimate talk between husband and wife; he couldn't let these people hear it.
"All right," Ye Nanshen replied.
"Get back to work. I won't bother you anymore." Gu Luosheng promptly hung up.
The instant he set down his phone, Ye Nanshen's expression turned cold again.
"There are loopholes in this contract. You have some nerve trying to pull one over on me." One second, Ye Nanshen had been sweet-talking his wife; the next, he switched straight into work mode.
Everyone jumped, unable to react for a moment.
Finally, the representative from the other party spoke shakily. "Mr. Ye, that wasn't our intention. This contract... it... it was fine to begin with. Someone must have altered it..."
A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Everyone said Young Master Ye could read ten lines at a glance. They had assumed he wouldn't spot anything if he read that quickly.
Who could have imagined otherwise?
"If you want to play mind games with me, go watch Palace Intrigue a hundred times and read The Art of War first." Ye Nanshen stood,