The two of them were so aura that it was not their turn to speak.
Song Beiye walked into the reception room and ordered: "Go to my wine cabinet and get a bottle of red wine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Abepu said: "The red wine is not strong enough, the alcohol content is not high enough, Mr. Song."
Song Beiye frowned. He wanted to get drunk early in the morning?
However, I heard that he was Russian, so I turned around and told Assistant Yang: "Get a Martell."
"Yes." Assistant Yang responded, closed the door, and prepared wine for them.
Song Beiye sat on the sofa opposite Abepu with a cold and arrogant expression, "Mr. Abepu, what do you want to do when you come here this time?"
He was quite polite in his words. Although he couldn't figure out this person's identity and background, he must be very capable if he could get T Group's tender document.
Although Song Beiye was unhappy, he did not break up with him. Maybe there would be more opportunities for cooperation in the future.
"I said I came here to drink, do you believe it?" Abep played with the cigar in his hand, but did not light it for a long time.
"Of course I don't believe it. If you wanted to drink, you would come to me at night instead of in the morning." Song Beiye said, drinking at night is much more interesting than drinking during the day.
"Interesting, he seems to be a sensible person." Abeipu also disliked Song Beiye, but the enemy of his enemy is his friend. He understood this truth.
Assistant Yang brought two cups and a Martell came in.
"Boss, Mr. Abep, the wine is here." He put the wine glass in front of the two of them.
Song Beiye said: "Pour some for Mr. Abepu."
"Yes." Assistant Yang poured wine for them both.
Abep looked at Martell and raised his eyebrows, "It is indeed a good wine. I didn't expect Mr. Song to be so generous."
"We are partners. Is there any problem with entertaining our partners with good wine?" Song Beiye asked.
"Well said!" Abep picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp without clinking the glass with him.
Assistant Yang was listening to their conversation, partner?
He didn't remember what the company's current business had to do with foreigners. Thinking of this, he still didn't forget to pour a glass of wine for Abep.
After Song Beiye watched him pour a glass of wine, he opened his mouth and said, "You go out first."
Assistant Yang knew that he couldn't listen to the next words, so he nodded and said, "Okay, boss."
After Assistant Yang left, Abep took out his lighter and asked, "Do you mind?"
"I don't mind." Song Beiye said, picking up the wine glass and drinking slowly.
Abep lit his cigar, took a puff, and then said slowly: "To be honest, I came here just to see how your company is doing and whether I can trip up Mu Shaoling."
"What do you think?" Song Beiye felt from his words that he also hated Mu Shaoling.
People who share common dislikes and dealings with each other can do much more.
"It's good, but not as good as the T Group." Abeipu told the truth, but Song Beiye was embarrassed.
"Don't worry, I spent a lot of money to buy the bidding documents, not to be a foil. This time, I will definitely hit Mu Shaoling hard." He said grimly.
A tender document will not put Mu Shaoling and T Group out of business, but if he wants to recover, he will have to rely on other projects.
However, completing the project is easier said than done?
As long as the T Group is hit one after another while they are still recovering, Mu Shaoling's good days will be over.
"It's a good thing to have confidence. Your project bid has been submitted?" Abeipu asked, reminding him not to lag behind Mu Shaoling.
If nothing unexpected happens, Mu Shaoling will submit the bid today and tomorrow.
"I submitted it a long time ago. Don't worry, I spent a lot of money to get this tender document, not just for reading." Song Beiye smiled with the corner of his mouth raised, knowing that he was sure of victory.
"I'm just reminding you not to underestimate the enemy." Abeipu looked at Song Beiye's complacency. If Mu Shaoling was so easy to deal with, he wouldn't have to wait until now.
There is no need to spend three years arranging it.
"Wait for my good news." Song Beiye did not take his warning to heart. He has known Mu Shaoling for so many years, and this time he will win the best.
Abep drank the wine in the glass silently. He looked so arrogant. If he suffered a loss, he deserved it.
…
Three years in the afternoon.
In the nanny's room of the villa.
Dong Zijun let out a long sigh of relief. This project was finally completed.
Tina also breathed a sigh of relief, but with Mu Shaoling opposite them, they didn't dare to show anything, but they felt comfortable instantly.
This project has been busy for so long, and now it finally comes to an end.
After Mu Shaoling once again confirmed that the contents of the tender document were correct, he submitted the tender document.
After a while, I got a reply from the other party, saying that they had received the bid and asked them to attend the meeting on site.
Mu Shaoling raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him.
There was a smile on the corner of Dong Zijun's mouth, but when Mu Shaoling looked at him, the smile disappeared instantly and he became serious, "Boss, did the other party reply?"
"Reply." Mu Shaoling closed the computer and told him: "Prepare three tickets to Russia."
"Three?" Dong Zijun was stunned, why did he prepare three?
Mu Shaoling saw his doubts and explained: "Professor Nian will set off with us."
Dong Zijun nodded. It turned out to be Nian Mu. He picked up the phone and said, "I'll make arrangements now."
He was a little surprised. Why did Mu Shaoling take Nian Mu with him? Is it because his legs and feet were inconvenient, so he wanted to take her with him so that someone could take care of him?
This is not unreasonable, but Nian Mucai stole the tender...
Isn't he afraid of what will happen if he has Nian Mu by his side?
Although he felt it was inappropriate, Dong Zijun still booked the flight tickets.
"Boss, it's been decided," he said.
"Very good." Mu Shaoling nodded with satisfaction, "Auntie has prepared snacks outside. You can go out."
Because they were racing against time to complete the tender documents, they did not eat lunch.
"Okay, boss."
Dong Zijun and Tina walked out of the nanny's room together.
Sure enough, the nanny placed a lot of snacks and fruits in the living room. When she saw them coming out, she said with a smile: "Two guests, sit down. Do you want to drink coffee, milk tea or something else?"
"Coffee bar." Dong Zijun said.
"I drank a little too much coffee today, is there any juice?" Tina asked.
"Both are available, but the coffee tastes a little different from the one in the morning. Mr. Dong, do you mind?" the nanny asked. She saw Nian Mu's way of making coffee this morning and knew that she couldn't compare.
Her techniques are very professional, but she is quite amateur in comparison.
"Didn't you make the morning coffee?" Dong Zijun knew the identity of the nanny, so he was still polite to her.
