After listening, Qiao Zhaoyue pursed her lips and thought for a while before raising her eyes to look at him, seriously expressing, "Thank you."
She was very clear that without Lin Sinian's help, she wouldn't have been able to secure the contract.
Moreover, given her and Luo Group's lack of acquaintance, getting this contract was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
"You're welcome. You should go back to work," Lin Sinian said indifferently, waving his hand with a still cold and aloof expression.
Qiao Zhaoyue thanked him again and turned to leave.
Lin Sinian watched her leave until the office returned to tranquility, then he picked up the cup on his desk and took a sip.
Six o'clock in the evening.
Qiao Zhaoyue arrived on time at the hotel entrance to pick up her guest.
From afar, she saw two cars parked by the roadside; a man in his forties wearing a black suit got out from the driver's side.