He turned on the room light, poured himself a glass of water, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the neon lights under the night sky, and gently shook the glass in his hand, "I'm back."
He was back, but everything was no longer the same as before.
Chu Ge withdrew his thoughts, turned around as his eyes drifted to the folder on the coffee table, curiously opening it to look inside.
Inside were draft designs of rings, along with subsequent design proposals, including the origin of the imagery and detailed strategies on how to penetrate the market.
It seemed this was someone meticulous. Chu Ge looked at it earnestly and nodded in agreement; the document had no signature, just a company name.
Suddenly a thought struck him; as someone who just returned to develop in China, finding a business partner could be a good move to establish himself.
"Qi Liang, help me check on Fenghua Jewelry."
