"Singing with wine? A romantic night under the moon?"
Jiang Xinghai smiled faintly, recalling his encounter with the two young women, Du Fangfei and Du Fangqing, at the Du Family estate that night.
"Duke Jiang, you are a man of both integrity and talent. This old man is deeply impressed. If my two great-granddaughters could stay by your side to broaden their horizons, even a romantic night under the moon would be their honor," Du Jinsong said with a smile, his expression utterly serious.
"Not tonight. I have to celebrate a friend's birthday. Let's schedule it for tomorrow." Jiang Xinghai wasn't oblivious to social cues.
Since Du Jinsong was offering him a cosmetics company, he naturally understood the man's intentions and couldn't just brush him off.
"I see. In that case, this old man understands," Du Jinsong said, slightly taken aback.
"That's all for now," Jiang Xinghai said, about to end the call.
