The bidding time is Friday night at seven thirty.
The proposal given by Rong Xian'an is the first version. Rong Zhi briefly looked through it and found many issues. She called Bai Tingxun via an internal line and then handed her the document.
"Make a new proposal for me."
Bai Tingxun nodded, took the proposal, "Alright."
Rong Zhi waved her out first, then opened her computer, entered a string of URLs into the browser, and pressed the enter key.
The cooperation conditions set by the government are not very clear, only a general direction indicating it has to do with machinery.
She lazily tapped her fingertips on the keyboard, browsing through these usually SSS-level confidential contents, scanning line by line, until she finally found the latest news at the bottom.
A long time passed.
She exited the website.
