The next morning, Xu Jingxi got up earlier than she did and sat on the outdoor sofa having breakfast with Li Xiuming.
Li Xiuming liked various seafood porridges, and the breakfast on the table didn't suit Xu Jingxi's taste; he just sat there, fidgeting with the 3D mist fire stove and responding absentmindedly to their discussion about which phase of the bidding for oil field number seven had higher rights, Phase II or Phase III.
Xu Jingxi coldly smirked and said arrogantly, "The first phase is about gathering trusted allies; it's often the second phase that yields the highest output. How could we let private enterprises like yours squander the best? As for the third phase, it opens up rights for major corporate investment bids. If you win the third phase, aren't you satisfied with just having a little share of the action? Don't push your luck; otherwise, they might just change the negotiation for the bid documents. Do you understand this principle?"
