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Within a minute or two, the office door was knocked again, and the receptionist opened it to let Mr. Wilson and his assistant in.

Seeing Mr. Wilson, the sage and the other two rose to greet him. An Xin stood up and looked at Mr. Wilson as he walked in.

"Welcome."

"Haha, if it weren't for those tempting conditions you mentioned, I wouldn't be so active!" said Mr. Wilson, laughing.

As he spoke to the palace sage, Wilson's eyes caught the sage and the reassurance behind him. Ye Ci rubbed her hands together nervously. She didn't know where to put her hands. When he looked over, An Xin became even more nervous.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Mr. Wilson nodded appreciatively, "Miss An, no, it's Madam Gong. Long time no see!" Mr. Wilson stepped past the palace sage to where Ann stood, and held out his right hand.

An Xin was so excited that she didn't know what to do. She could only let her body control her brain as she stretched out her hands to grasp Mr. Wilson's right hand. "Hello, Mr. Wilson!"

An Xin didn't even notice what the other person called her. She only knew that she was shaking hands with Mr. Wilson.

Just like how a little girl chasing after a star would look so excited when she saw her idol. However, An Xin wasn't chasing a celebrity, but a designer.

Looking at the pure and innocent woman who never took his eyes off him, Mr. Wilson smiled even more happily.

If it had not been for the fact that the palace sage could not bear to see this, he would have walked over and pulled at Ann's hand. Mr. Wilson felt that today he would have been able to give her a handshake.

"Please sit down, Mr. Wilson." He gestured for Wilson to sit, and with his other hand, he pulled An Xin to sit beside him, but his expression was rather unsightly.

Mr. Wilson looked down at the little couple before him, hiding his smile.

"Would Mr. Wilson like tea or coffee?" he asked as he stood in front of the sofa.

"Let's drink tea, we'll do as the natives do!" He nodded towards the surrounding area.

Using the intercom on the table, he asked the secretary to prepare two cups of tea and bring them in.

Now, the five of them sat around the tea table.

"Mr. Wilson, this is the contract we prepared. Take a look. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, or if there's anything you'd like to add, I'll change it now." He handed the contract he had prepared to Mr. Wilson.

The contract was in full English, which satisfied Mr. Wilson that at least he did not need an assistant to translate the documents for him, which satisfied him, and reassured him of his cooperation with Miyagi.

After taking a look, he handed it to the assistant beside him to confirm that there was nothing wrong with it before starting to chat with Gong Sheng and the rest.

"Unexpectedly, Mistress Gong is here too. I thought that after signing the contract with her husband, I'd have to go to the design department to look for her!" said Mr. Wilson, looking at Ann with reassurance.

At this point, An Xin finally noticed the address Mr. Wilson had given her, and hastily waved her hand. "No, no, I'm not some Palace Mistress. At most, I'm just a girlfriend right now." An Xin hurriedly explained.