Pingjiang City, a sudden downpour continued.
Tang Wan stood by the window, the rain fiercely pelting the glass, already forming a curtain of water, "Uncle Chen, are you sure he himself has arrived?"
"Mhm, or maybe I should go and receive him first."
"He's coming for me; their company is indeed sincere. Since I kept refusing before, they probably thought I was intentionally putting on airs. Now that I've agreed, and with the delay, I guess they're quite annoyed, thinking I'm intentionally stringing them along."
Manager Chen also thought of this layer, "Then I'll make contact first, get the guest settled. It's pouring and we can't go out, so I'll find a restaurant nearby."
"Give me the time and place after you've arranged it, it'd be better for me to go there personally, after all…"
Tang Wan chuckled lightly, "They're coming for me."
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