There were a lot of dishes on the table. Ashley was in a hurry to discuss business with Bruce before she could eat something. She didn't want to do that, but she was in such a hurry to finish everything, or she always felt that she couldn't do anything.
"Well..." She paused for a while and sorted out the words in her heart. After a while, she said, "Before I came back, I sent the relevant materials to your e-mail. I wonder if you have seen them well."
With a smile at the corners of his mouth, Bruce poured himself a glass of red wine and one for Ashley.
"I've seen it, but you should know that I'm not in charge of the family business. It depends on my father whether he agrees or not. I can only say that I'll try my best to help you."
Hearing his words, Ashley felt relieved. She smiled and said, "If possible, I want to meet your father. Maybe I can tell him in person when necessary."