Chiang Yu looked helplessly at the two surgical knives embedded in the table in front of him, shaking his head in resignation.
"Miss An, you are truly a remarkable woman. It seems I have no choice but to accept this bet." Chiang Yu slowly stood up from his chair, extending his right hand with a smile, "I am Chiang Yu, and I look forward to your guidance, Miss An."
An Yiqing also stood up, extending her right hand to shake Chiang Yu's firmly, "Mr. Chiang, you will not regret your decision today."
The two exchanged a smile, sat back in their chairs, and happily chatted while eating.
The meal lasted a long time, and An Yiqing and Chiang Yu felt as if they had known each other for years. Whether it was history or current events, their views had many similarities. Especially in the art of employing people, they found themselves in agreement and quickly became close friends, regardless of age.
