Seeing this, Liu Banping had no choice but to arrange it. A few people in the meeting room spoke for a while, and after the contract was signed, Qi Shuangyuan left.
Another room.
Zhou Bingcai placed a cup of tea in front of Wu Gang, and Zeng Yu immediately took a sip eagerly, then frowned and asked, "Little brother, why does the tea always taste like this? It's not good, too bitter."
"Would you like to add some rose petals?"
Before Wu Gang could speak, Zhou Bingcai smiled and brewed another cup of tea for Zeng Yu.
Upon lifting the lid of the tea, Zeng Yu's face was filled with surprise: "This tea is really fragrant."
The mentality of Zeng Yu was like a child's; Wu Gang and Zhou Bingcai exchanged smiles and did not pick up on Zeng Yu's remark.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry about today."
Wu Gang felt somewhat helpless, as he still didn't know how much benefit his previous actions had brought to Zhou Bingcai.
