Zhang Yang chuckled and admitted that although this receptionist lady had a nice figure,
she still couldn't compare to Xia Xue or Cheng Yue and the others.
Not to mention in terms of looks, there was really no comparison.
The only thing worth a glance was how well she could sway.
Zhang Yang chuckled again and said to Xiao Man, "Why don't you dance for me too?"
"In your dreams." Xiao Man playfully bantered with Zhang Yang.
The receptionist lady in front was quite surprised; she originally thought that Xiao Man, who seemed inexperienced, was a college student being kept.
If that were the case, it seemed she might have a chance too.
After all, such high-level customers were rare.
A black card like that meant its owner was a billionaire.
But seeing the playful banter between the two, they looked like a lovey-dovey couple.
There was no sense of a kept relationship, something the receptionist could discern after working for so long.
