"Ah Zhu," Zhao Shao spoke up suddenly, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "Our company's channels are getting flooded with invitations... from private companies and state-owned enterprises alike!"
Zhao Shao glanced at Chu Bamboo and calmly rattled off the names of many famous corporations.
After a brief pause, he continued, "They're hoping our company... or more accurately, you, can collaborate with them in some capacity... or they want you to give a speech! The money they're offering... tsk, tsk!"
Zhao Shao clicked his tongue in amazement. It was an absolutely astronomical sum. But he didn't say the number out loud... because he knew Chu Bamboo couldn't care less about the money.
"The specifics! We'll talk tomorrow." Chu Bamboo rubbed the bridge of his nose. 'As expected, I should just dump all this collaboration stuff on my good brother.' Whenever he could fast-forward through things, Chu Bamboo always chose to.
