When it comes to being mean, no one is meaner than her, so how could she forget her original intention?
The door was opened simply. Su Yinuo glanced sideways and quickly arranged everything. Sitting there was a neat woman, looking like a strong woman talking about business.
"Mr. Jian."
In just a few minutes, the two of them adjusted themselves well and started talking about business.
"I have seen your company's information, financial status, and the company's personnel development."
Jian came up and talked about the topic directly. Su Yinuo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at him, "So, Mr. Jian, do you have any questions about our cooperation project?"
He simply crossed his legs and leaned his whole body on the sofa.
"Succinct and clear. If I were an ordinary businessman, I wouldn't cooperate with you."
Su Yinuo did not stop him and motioned for him to continue speaking.
"But because your company is a subsidiary of the Dikong Group, they cannot be compared. But you said that this cooperation is between you and me and has nothing to do with the Dikong Group."
Jian Yi's expression was indifferent, as if she shrugged helplessly, "Then you said that, apart from design, your company is just an ordinary small-scale architectural design office that accepts the city's bid for such a big company.
Engineering? Where’s the manpower? Where’s the materials?”
Jian Yi sighed and looked at her.
"If you were me, would I still need to cooperate with you?"
"If I were Mr. Jian, maybe I really wouldn't cooperate with us, of course based on the current way."
Su Yinuo took out a cigarette, picked up a lighter and lit it. His simple pupils shrank sharply and suddenly dimmed again.
This woman actually started smoking again in front of him.
Not even Jian Yi saw that his right hand, covered and hidden by his left hand, gradually clenched into a fist.
The misty smoke, the mixture of alcohol and nicotine, made Su Yinuo's body feel a little erratic, and even the colors in his eyes seemed like he was looking at flowers in the fog.
Fortunately, my mind is still running quickly.
Those two beautiful fingers held the cigarette and flicked the ashes in the ashtray on the coffee table.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jian, about manpower. As for funds, don't worry about it."
Su Yinuo raised his head and smiled at him, "Anyway, I have been out and about in society for six years. In addition to my career as an architect, please don't forget my other identity, Mr. Jian."