Zhan Donglai had no doubt about Qu Jianlei's ability to mediate—this was a team that made the Imperial Storm retreat with their tails between their legs.
Qu Jianlei silently finished smoking a cigarette, lit another, and then nonchalantly asked, "Why should I?"
No matter how powerful we are, for something that's unrelated, why should you involve me?
Don't talk about giving you face, and don't say the energy stone ore mining is going smoothly—if you dare, try throwing a wrench in it?
This was already him considering the fact the other party was cooperating relatively well later on, otherwise, it would be normal to just get up and leave.
Zhan Donglai pondered for a moment before speaking, "I've heard that you're currently procuring a new computer group?"
You're investigating me? Qu Jianlei's eyes narrowed slightly, but in the end, he didn't argue, just nodded slightly, "Yes."
"I can help you get a better computer group," Zhan Donglai stated without hesitation.
