"On July 7th, 2014, a top male model at a certain club celebrated his 22nd birthday, showing off 22 high-end gifts worth eight figures, shocking the entertainment industry. He ostentatiously revealed that the financial backer was a high-ranking official surnamed Song from the Planning Bureau..."

Yan Zhou listened quietly and quickly understood Jing Min's meaning.

"Received, I'll call and tell them to take care of it right away."

"Wait..." Jing Min interrupted him.

"Isn't there a suitable person to go? Hiring someone from outside is too expensive!"

Yan Zhou was so shocked his jaw almost dropped; he hadn't even asked who it was before.

But he truly found it unbelievable that Mr. Jing would use the word "expensive." He couldn't believe that someone who usually spent money like water without batting an eye would say something like that.

Jing Min glanced at him.

"The economy isn't doing well right now, so we need to save money. You don't know how much it costs to live together until you're married."

In shock, Yan Zhou followed up with the question.

"Then who would be suitable to go?"

Jing Min glanced out the window, and Yan Zhou, already understanding, slapped his forehead.

That brat has terrible luck; he keeps running into trouble. President Jing's words just now made it quite clear.

Song Chengyun's husband is gay, and the two secretly have a very promiscuous relationship.

If an older woman isn't greedy for money, then she must be lustful.

Because of their profession, they certainly wouldn't dare to do it openly. They just needed to spend some money to find a male model and a suitable excuse to send him there.

Then……

This is a simple matter, but now that President Jing has specifically requested Mingxiu to go, then he…

But he didn't know if Mingxiu was serious or if it was just a small sacrifice of her charms.

He said with difficulty

"Mingxiu is young and impulsive, and unfamiliar with these operations. If her infiltration fails, she might ruin everything."

Jing Min lowered his eyes, put down the tablet, and said teasingly.

"I think he's really good with women; there's no one more suitable than him."

The tone of "Call him up" left no room for argument.

Mingxiu, with a naive and innocent look on her face, stood in the middle of the room looking at President Jing, who had already woken up, her eyes brimming with excitement.

"Mr. Jing, you're finally awake. By the way, what did you need me for?"

Jing Min gave him a cold look, then turned her gaze to Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou coughed twice.

"I have a task for you..."