"Alright, Old Liu, you go back and rest first."
"Rest early."
"Thank you, Director Zhao."
As Qin Yuan opened the door and saw them two out, and once again returned to the room, he saw Jiang Qi sitting silently in that place, his eyebrows slightly furrowed without uttering a word.
"You haven't spoken for half the day, what's up, is there something on your mind?"
Qin Yuan knew that Jiang Qi was a thoughtful person, able to see through many things.
He just felt that the relationship between the Aviation Institute and Wu Zeyuan was indeed very complicated.
Everyone had different feelings for each other, and the things they encountered were also different, but Qin Yuan knew that all these people liked fighter jets, and their starting points were the same.
"Let's talk about this tomorrow."
He wasn't worried since if Wu Zeyuan could come, no matter if it was for profit or reputation, or whatever he wanted, Qin Yuan could fight for it.