He Didn’t Have Such Heavy Tastes

Coldness flashed through Lu Tingxiao’s gaze. "No rush."

Lu Jingli rubbed his chin. "True, after all, she has us as her backup, so she can make some more noise. Then things will be even more fun!"

"Prepare a contract for Ning Xi," Lu Tingxiao replied.

A flash of light flickered in Lu Jingli’s eyes. "Contract? Brother, are you finally preparing to pull sister-in-law over to Glory World?"

"Prepare a copy of all the profiles of all the managers working at Glory World for me." This statement indirectly answered Lu Jingli’s question.

"I got it, I got it! You want to personally help Xiao Xi Xi pick a manager, right? Really, if you treated me a thousandth of how you treat Xiao Xi Xi, I’d be satisfied!" Lu Jingli sourly whined.

Lu Tingxiao shot a glance at him, and suddenly reached out his hand.

Lu Jingli thought that he was about to hit him and instinctively dodged. "Did I say something wrong again!"