Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Your sales plan, is it to sell to the working masses who are suffering?"

Angeline,

"Shouldn't this plan be showcased to us big shots who hold the power over the life or death of Severe Enterprise?" Jay asked as if it was no big deal. Angeline was speechless.

Jay glanced at her indifferently. Seeing her frowning in frustration, he once again realized that his desire to win was too much.

Thus, he was stung by his conscience and changed the topic of conversation. "I heard you were looking for the exit during the day?"

He was also afraid that she would be too bored.

Angeline wanted to escape during the day, but she had changed her mind. The reason why she wanted to get out was only to promote the Severe family's products.

Instead of running around begging others for help, it was better for her to serve this bankroller here... She would pester Jay every day by enthusiastically recommending Severe Enterprise's products. Once he was fed up with her, he would either let her out or accept her sale.

This was killing two birds with one stone, so why would she not be happy about it?

Angeline picked up her clumsy plan and tore it into pieces.

had looked down on her plan, then this plan had no

are you doing?"

"You're right. My target audience is vicious and greedy capitalists like you, so naturally, I can't be so petty. I'll think of

suddenly, revealing a neat row of

could Jay be willing to let Angeline work so hard? "Why the hassle? I'm right in front of you. You can just

eyes were filled with a

did Jay realize that he had been tricked by this

had actually unconsciously given

late tonight. Let's do it tomorrow." He did not want to disturb

heard her brazen voice, "Sir Ares, you were busy during the day and I wasn't able to see you. Why not do it now?" A gentle warmth overflowed

accompanied her

report the plan tomorrow whilst

fell onto the bed, and lay down obediently after pulling up

lamp for her

at the ceiling. Tomorrow, she needed to perform well and give

of the crucial moment tomorrow, she started to conceive the plan in her mind. It was

underneath her eyes, and his eyes were filled with worry. Did she not sleep well last night? "Sir Ares,"