In the Wanduhui Mall.
"Ms. Song, I'm so sorry. There's a traffic jam on the road. I'm late." When Fang Ming opened the door of the box, Song Xinyue had already been waiting in her seat and apologized.
Hearing this, Song Xinyue stood up in a hurry and smiled at Fang Ming. "I'm flattered, Mr. Fang. It's just a few minutes. It doesn't matter. Besides, I just arrived." "Please have a seat, Mr. Fang. Let's sit down and have a talk."
"Okay."
The two sat opposite each other and said a few polite words. Song Xinyue explained why she came.
"I know Mr. Fang is busy every day, so I won't take up more of your time. I will not beat around the bush. The reason why I asked you out this time is that I want to discuss with you the cooperation with your company." As soon as Song Xinyue finished her words, there was a flash of surprise in Fang Ming's eyes.