Under Ye Qilan's focused scrutiny, Mo Qiu's face reddened uncontrollably.
Her beautiful eyes moved and her lips slightly parted, "Qilan, it's been a long time."
She knew that he would not be beaten so easily and would surely return to Taicheng.
"Miss Mo, are you in charge of the Mo Family?" Ye Qilan asked indifferently.
He had thought that Mo Li, having returned to the Mo Family, would be the one in charge.
It seems that Mo Qiu was more favored by Mo Jianrong than he had imagined.
"My father sent me to negotiate with your company. This is the proposal I prepared. Please take a look," Mo Qiu took out the proposal and handed it to Ye Qilan.
Ye Qilan glanced through it briefly and felt that the proposal was beautifully done, so beautiful that it was purely for appreciation and impractical.
He did not react, throwing the proposal onto his office desk without voicing any opinion.
