In the end, it's just a name, just a symbol.
"The point is to prevent you guys from using your imagination and linking the company name to me." Bai Xiaosheng muttered in his mind, "Mr. Taylor may seem proper now, but who knows if deep down he's like Ron and those other foreigners..."
While thinking, the Taylor Clan Leader sitting next to Bai Xiaosheng suddenly turned his head and sneezed loudly.
Xiya quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it over.
The Taylor Clan Leader tidied himself up, turned to Bai Xiaosheng, and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I couldn't hold it in just now!"
"It's okay, everyone sneezes." Bai Xiaosheng laughed and brushed it off, but couldn't help muttering to himself again:
Could it be that I guessed it right? Otherwise, how did it come true so quickly...
The meal was enjoyable for both host and guest.
