Faith’s Complaint

"Hi Lucy, what a surprise."

"Chen, are you very close to Mr. Steven?"

"No, I'm just his personal doctor," Chen Zhao said.

"I would like to ask you some questions. Are you free?"

"If you want to ask about Mr. Steven, I'm afraid I can't tell you much. I'm busy. Bye."

"Chen, don't you want to have a deeper conversation with me?"

"No." If it was in the past, Chen Zhao would not mind sleeping with Lucy.

Lucy pulled Chen Zhao's hand. She took out a stack of notes from her handbag and pushed it into Chen Zhao's hand.

"What do you want to know?" Chen Zhao weighed the stack of money.

There should be a few thousand dollars. She brought so much cash with her. Isn't she afraid of getting robbed?

"I heard Mr. Steven has another project with PLM, right?"

"Yes," Chen Zhao nodded.

"Do you know Mr. Steven's role arrangement?"

"Lucy, I'm just a doctor. Do you think I know this kind of thing?"