This time, if President Hai managed to negotiate a collaboration with President Bo, then in the coming years, the revenue of Haicheng Group would ascend to a new level. Thus, Hai Ling couldn't wait to venerate Bo Qin who indeed was like the God of Wealth.
"Okay, I understand, thank you Sister Zhouzhou."
"You're welcome."
Hai En had the speakerphone on, so the young men and women nearby could hear the conversation clearly. Zhao Linlin still refused to believe, claiming that without seeing the photo, everything was futile.
However, Hai En swiftly dashed her hopes as Zhouzhou's photo came through, and everyone crowded to see it. Wasn't this just the same two people from before?
"Damn, it's really them."
"I can't believe it, so inconspicuous! At the beginning, I just thought Wen Xue was some insignificant peripheral girl."
"Qiangzi, that's too harsh. Does Wen Xue look like that? Speaking so ugly about others because you're jealous, that's not nice."
