A Wisp of Hope

While looking at Chen Jianshe's simple and honest face which now appeared slightly unsettled, Hao Lei soothingly said, "Don't worry Mr. Chen. If the jade ox you brought is one of the zodiac jade carvings we're looking for, we won't take a penny from the 100 million US dollars."

"Good, good. We'll listen to you then."

Chen Jianshe's emotions were finally stabilized and he exhaled a relieved sigh as he walked back after greeting Hao Lei. Just as his bottom sat on the sofa, however, he abruptly bounced up flustered and spoke, "I-I'm sorry. I'm really sorry… M-my clothes are too dirty. I can't sit and make your sofa dirty. I-I'm fine sitting on the stool."

With that said, he went a few steps to the edge of the sofa, opened the campstool and sat directly.