"Let me offer you this piece of advice. Your son and his fiancée are not ordinary people." Mr. Oster leaned back on the sofa.
However, Quan Jingzhou only curled his lips in disdain.
He didn't even bid Oster farewell. He just left the room without looking back.
Oster didn't seem to notice Greg's anxiety. He sat calmly in his seat as he drank his tea.
Greg stood rooted to the ground, at a loss. After Quan Jingzhou left, he asked uneasily, "Sir, are you sure you want to choose Feng Ting Company? In terms of background, they are far inferior to the Quan Corporation."
Oster smiled faintly. "You've been by my side for so many years, have you learned nothing? I've told you before that the most important thing for a company is not background, but prospects. I'll organize the information for you tonight. Go and draft a contract. As long as the terms are good, it's fine even if we earn less."
