Your Sweetness

The head cleaner of the Hilton Hotel was Qin Guan's customer. Both Chinese and American women loved to gossip. As a result, they knew every detail about the hotel and its large-scale redecoration.

The two girls were negotiating about the prices, each with her own axe to grind. The price was getting close to a price that both sides would accept.

Suddenly, Hilton looked at Qin Guan.

Qin Guan had been reading a newspaper on the couch, as if there was no one else present. At her look, he gave her a smile and stood up leisurely.

 "Take your time. I’ll go check on Lan Jing. It’s taking him too long to make that tea. He did not get this job based on his resume."

"Oh!"

Hilton was caught off guard by Qin Guan’s smile. When they stopped talking, she fell into deep thought again. Meanwhile, Cong Nianwei made a new offer about the catalogue.

"What about this, Hilton? Is that better?"