Bo Yanching glanced at Yan Chenyi, his expression quite intriguing.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"Let's talk about the project."
Yan Chenyi naturally stood up, took the glass of wine in front of him, and walked over. "You see, I don't know what your thoughts are. It's just me here, and I'm afraid I might get the intentions of several companies mixed up; you've been accompanying Miss Nan these past few days, and I haven't found a chance to ask."
Bo Yanching said indifferently, "My intentions were already in the project proposal I submitted to Nan's, didn't President Yan look carefully?"
"I did see it..."
The project proposal is just testing the waters; who takes it seriously? In the end, it all relies on the power of negotiation.
Bo Yanching picked up a wine glass and clinked it with Yan Chenyi's, drank it all in one go, and said, "Let's skip the small talk. President Yan, please take a good look at the proposal. If you have any uncertainties, come and ask me."
