This meal didn't last very long; it ended by eight-thirty in the evening.
After they parted ways, Yan Huaiyi invited Pan Junfeng and Xu Chunliang for tea. Once the three sat down, it was clear that Yan Huaiyi was affected, as he sighed and said, "Xiaoxu... Xiaoxu... why do I feel Equatorial Capital isn't very enthusiastic about this?"
Xu Chunliang laughed and said, "Their hands are full with projects. We see tens of billions as astronomical figures, but to them, it's just a small investment project."
Pan Junfeng said, "True, things have progressed to this stage, we needn't rush. How they'll play their cards will be clear in tomorrow's negotiation." He took a sip of tea and added, "By the way, why was there a sudden change in responsibility? Miss Mo has always been handling this issue." In truth, Pan Junfeng felt as apprehensive as Yan Huaiyi; they were on the brink of signing the formal investment contract, and he fervently hoped there wouldn't be any hiccups.
