"So, you think I'm out of my depth?" Pei Yicheng half-squinted his eyes, not wanting to look at him at all.
He pressed his lips tightly together—even though he didn't win the bid this time, he wasn't upset.
He knew very well that he was still young, and there would be plenty more chances in the future. President He didn't choose his project—well, he just wanted to say, it was that guy's loss.
Maybe one day, he could build a mall even bigger than Tianhua Department Store?
That's what Pei Yicheng was thinking, but his face didn't show anything. Pei Guozhong rushing over so eagerly to watch the show made him really dislike it. He said, "The joke's over, you can leave now."
"Hmph."
Hearing Pei Yicheng's sharp words, Pei Guozhong clearly wanted to say something caring, but when the words came out, they came out all wrong: "I just wanted to tell you—this business, it's deep water!"
"Thanks for the warning. Got it." Pei Yicheng didn't like him being here at all.
