No matter the tricks the great dynasties use, it's fine as long as Rain-listening Pavilion can still do business with each of them.
At this moment, Wang Qingci revealed a seductive smile, "Hearing Prince speak like this, this slave can rest easy. I was afraid I might lose my job."
Lu Chen reached out, pulled Wang Qingci next to the desk into his arms, then hugged her slender waist tightly, and whispered in her ear, "My capable female slave, everyone else could lose their job, but it's impossible to let you become unemployed."
Hearing this, Wang Qingci's voice turned coquettishly soft, "Prince is so good to this slave."
Lu Chen chuckled, this bitch.
"By the way, I have something to tell you."
Wang Qingci asked, "Please speak, Prince."
Lu Chen's hand caressed her jade legs through the red gossamer skirt as he said, "Soon we will be relocating to the new city. The construction is complete, and from now on, we'll be moving there."