"Yes," Shen Jingchuan's voice was muffled, as if he hadn't fully woken up, "I initially took this contract to make money, but who knew it would be such slow cash flow, not as good as schmoozing with investors."
Wenyan was somewhat skeptical, "With your fiery temper, you're suitable for schmoozing? You've only been back in the country for a short time, and you've already got your funds in place?"
"What, you doubt me? To achieve my goals, I can endure humiliation and burden. It's fine if they don't invest, as long as they don't insult me, I'm all good."
"So when are you opening, I'll come support you."
"It's still early, the funds aren't sufficient yet."
"Huh? Didn't you just say that you had all the capital in place? Why is it not enough now?"
