Sister Hua's gentle voice came through the phone, "Carry, you must seize the opportunity, this job is big, if you complete it you might be able to retire early and live the life you desire."
"I know."
Gazing out the window, Titus Zane unconsciously pictured Wesley Foley in his mind, not tall, not muscular, with the slender appearance of a scholar, well-spoken and comfortably mild-mannered.
"Carry, I wish you success!"
After hanging up the phone, Titus Zane held the mobile in his palm, looking at the scenery outside the window, his lips slightly raised, his European eyes filled with hope.
A house, a hanging chair, a painting board, a piece of farmland... This is the life she wanted...
She stayed in Banyan City for a day, without rushing to interview at Wesley Foley's company.
It wasn't until the next day that Xiao Man came to meet up with her.
Upon meeting, she asked eagerly, "How big is this job, and roughly how much can we get paid?"
