"Mr. Wei, hello."
Ning Ruixi extended her hand toward the man standing across from her.
Wei Jiantao also reached out and shook it, then they both sat down.
"Miss Ning, you really opened my eyes today," Wei Jiantao said frankly, getting straight to the heart of the matter—the very reason for their meeting.
Ruixi didn't argue, but smiled instead, "Mr. Wei is too kind."
"I started my career at sixteen, and now after more than thirty years, I've met a fair number of people I admire. But you, Miss Ning, are the first to startle me so, to the point of feeling a bit unsettled," Wei Jiantao said cheerfully.
After these words, Ning Ruixi's impression of Wei Jiantao naturally improved quite a bit. She liked interacting with someone who could face any issue head-on, whether a moment of glory or failure. Only someone with an open heart and broad vision can create more miracles.