Chapter 1413 Eight Hundred Thousand for a Meal!
- Murong Xue mulled over Gale Bush’s words. They did make sense, so she nodded. “Manager, call your boss. Ask how much he’d sell the hotel for. Tell him he doesn’t need to come over—just give me a price. If it sounds right, then he can come sign the contract.”
- Cold sweat beaded on the manager’s forehead.
- This was insane.