Wen Ran gave a forced smile.
Fu Chenlie's thin lips pressed into a straight line, remaining silent after Tan Qiming finished speaking.
Tan Qiming must have placed great importance on this collaboration, to express his fondness for a woman in front of another man. At this moment, he couldn't resist asking further, "Now that Mr. Fu knows my thoughts, do you still believe that there is no room for discussion regarding our cooperation?"
Fu Chenlie glanced at him, eventually turning to Wen Ran, "Come here."
Wen Ran was slightly stunned, unsure of his intentions, but she still walked over. Although she hadn't done anything wrong, she couldn't help but stutter, "Bo... Boss, what's the matter?"
Fu Chenlie looked down at her from his high position, countering, "President Tan likes you, what do you think about that?"
"Me?"
She repeated the word, then shook her head, "I have no thoughts on that."