603 Let flowers be flowers, let trees be trees

Tianci Capital.

Reception room.

Shuhuai Shao sat on the sofa, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with an air of composure, sipping coffee.

Just a moment ago, when the attractive female receptionist asked him whether he'd like tea or coffee, he had chosen coffee.

In reality, he didn't like this bitter beverage, but coffee symbolized style, it symbolized taste.

About four or five minutes passed.

The door opened.

Li Shuru walked in.

Both alumni of the same school, Shuhuai Shao naturally had heard of this beautiful and talented "campus belle" of the art school, but this was his first time being so close.

He couldn't help but size her up.

He knew she was still an undergraduate, yet her demeanor was utterly incomparable to that of those girls, especially the womanly charm about her.

He couldn't resist envying Jiang Chen's good fortune again.