"But the development cycle isn't short either, and the costs of investment are..." incalculable.
If it fails again, that's a few billion gone at the least, maybe even tens of billions down the drain.
Only R.E can afford such a loss and still make money.
"So, we need to move even faster now," Bo Fengheng had said, stepping forward with his long legs, striding out of the office with a commanding presence.
"Damn it, if you're going to flirt, just flirt. Why make all these excuses?" Si Chen mocked his retreating silhouette, a slight trail of smoke from his cigarette swirling dreamily around his nose and lips.
"Bite me?" Bo Fengheng turned his head, his lips curling into an arrogant smirk, continuing without pause towards the elevator.
"Sir…" Shen Yifei hurried to follow him as soon as he saw him leave, but was coldly stopped by a glance, "Stay here."
