"My mobile project roughly needs about 1.5 billion, can your boss friend afford that?" An Qi asked curiously.
On hearing this sum, Lin Yifan was slightly taken aback; it was indeed a significant expenditure. Although his company had that much money, it would definitely have to convene a board meeting since his was a joint-stock company, and any major decision had to be unanimously approved by the board. However, with his influence in the company, even if those fifty-plus owners disagreed, they would have to agree.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Yifan answered, "They should be able to!"
"That's good!" An Qi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a weight had been lifted from her heart.
When Zhou Jiajia returned home, she confronted her parents about whether there was a betrothal gift, a lucky wedding date, or even the notion of an acceptable son-in-law.
To her disbelief, instead of feeling ashamed, her parents asked excitedly, "Did you meet Young Master Zhen?"
