"Then what are we waiting for? Invite President Ji in," Wang Mazi said with a smile.
"Got it, Boss."
A few minutes later, the door of the private room was pushed open again. Huiao walked in with Ji Qingyan.
"President Ji, I've heard a lot about you." Wang Mazi smiled and said, "Come and sit. We've already prepared the dishes."
Seeing the three people in the room, Ji Qingyan's expression turned cold. She took out the documents from her bag and said,
"There's no need to eat. I've already signed it. Just sign your portion before I go."
"President Ji, you're already here. Why are you pulling a long face? That's not how business is done."
"I have nothing to discuss with you," Ji Qingyan said. "I've already brought the contract here. You and Lin Yi are even now."
"If you won't even sit down for a meal, we might not be able to accept your attitude."
As he spoke, Wang Mazi pushed the two contracts back.
