Selling Insurance to Tycoons

Coming soon: "Bad Friends," about a troublemaking group of bad friends. Blurb The qualities of a top insurance agent + don't date a woman who sells insurance + insurance agents are great at talking up a storm Jiang Cheng: "I woke up in a thousand-square-meter bed. The bathroom I use is three thousand square meters, the reception room is fifty thousand square meters, and the pond in the back garden is as big as West Lake. What do you think I am?" President Fu: "..." "I'm someone who's determined to sell insurance, President Fu." By Jiang Cheng, who sleeps in parking lots, uses public restrooms, takes temp jobs at convention centers, wanders around the central lake in the afternoon, and is utterly full of himself. "Don't worry. If you choose me, you'll have a solid one-hundred-billion-dollar safety net behind you." "Sign this contract, and the power of the pact will keep true love alive forever. I promise that, whether we're poor or rich, in life or death, in good times or bad, in sickness or in health, I will care for you, respect you, accept you, and take responsibility for you until the term of our contract ends." PS: One-on-one romance. I've chosen Big President He as the male lead. For more of my older stories, visit my author page. Theme: Never give up trying, no matter what.