In the evening, Lin Jie and An Kexin were having dinner at a restaurant with elegant decor.
After listening to Lin Jie talk about Wu Jialiang's request, An Kexin thought for a moment and said, "Wu Jialiang? I remember this person. He became a chief doctor in his early forties, which is quite impressive."
"However, the feedback from the headhunting company said that during the first contact, he very firmly refused. Ah Jie, how did you reply to him?"
Lin Jie took a sip of water and said, "At first, I was quite happy to hear him say that, but then I felt a little uneasy."
"This deal condition makes it seem like I'm coercing him to sell himself as if saving people is the condition, just like a feudal landlord from old times."
An Kexin smiled and said, "Ah Jie, maybe you're overthinking it?"
"Perhaps!"
