How does charm convince?
Han Qianyi didn't quite understand; she had never sat at a table and spoken directly with such high-ranking leaders before, feeling both nervous and excited.
"I'm very good at dancing, I've won many awards at the city and provincial levels; would you like to see?"
Vice President Wang lit a cigarette, his interest piqued as he spoke, "Oh? Is that so? If you're good at dancing, then your waist must be very flexible too."
Han Qianyi gently picked up the conversation: "Yes, after all, I started learning dance at the age of three. I can perform many difficult moves that others can't."
"Difficult moves..." Vice President Wang squinted, his gaze toward Han Qianyi becoming increasingly undisguised, savoring the words with a sinister smile curling his lips.
Han Qianyi nodded, "Yes, if you don't believe, I can show you some day."
Her skirt today was not very convenient.
"It can be today."
"What do you mean?"
