They came here just to save Liu Xiliang’s face. They didn’t even take a few bites of the food, and then left the box while chatting and laughing.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhenhao’s smile gradually disappeared: “These people really have no vision.”
Ye Ziqing patted him on the shoulder: “Business is not always smooth sailing, so just be normal.”
“I’m fine, but the person named Zhao called Mr. Jiang Qin Jiang, but he called me Xiao Zhou. It’s really rude.”
Cui Yiting put away her computer and sat over: “Time will tell who is the winner. I hope they will not regret their rejection today.”
Liu Yin was also sitting next to her at this time: “Ziqing, while the investment is not big yet, I think you should think about it carefully.”
Ye Ziqing’s eyes were slightly confused: “Yin Yin, why are you like this? Don’t you trust my judgment anymore?”
“No, I’m just reminding you.”
“Let’s eat first. Cooperation with these brands is the icing on the cake. If we don’t have it, we won’t be unable to do it. It’ll be fine.”
The four of them sat down, had a little meal, and then left the Juxian Building.
After the cooperation talks collapsed, Ye Ziqing and the others inevitably felt a little disappointed, so they took a walk along the street, only to find the bosses in front of them who had just left Juxian Tower.
They were wearing suits and ties, standing in front of a milk tea shop with great grace, queuing up to buy milk tea, holding a black card in their hands.
Seeing this scene, everyone was a little shocked.
“Dad, what are you doing?”
“Drink milk tea. Look at this milk tea. It’s the exclusive flavor of the world’s richest man. Although it’s very earthy, it’s really classy.”
“How come you also learned to drink milk tea?”
“This is Mr. Jiang’s new model. It’s free with a business card. I saw it when we came out just now, so we came over to try it out.”
On a sunny winter day, the final exams are over, and students are leaving school one after another in the early morning shrouded in mist. There are dense footprints everywhere on the snow last night, and their toes are pointing in the direction of their hometown in the distance.
Dinners and meetings, arranging holiday work, reviewing and approving business documents, seeing off with the little rich woman, and entrusting wealth to Professor Yan.
By the time Jiang Qin finished his work, there were no ghosts left in the school.
He simply didn’t go back to the dormitory and just spent the night in 207. After getting up the next day, he went to the Linchuan Commercial Gang and stayed busy until four o’clock in the afternoon before returning to Linda to pack his luggage.
Guo Zihang hadn’t left yet, so he came to the car with his luggage and licking his face.
Also coming with them were three old classmates from Chengnan High School, Duan Yan, Kong Sisi and Shao Xianghao.
Duan Yan is in Class 2, Grade 3, and is a classmate with Jiang Qin and Guo Zihang. Shao Xianghao and Kong Sisi are in Class 1, Grade 3, and can be considered classmates for three years.