On the way back, Qi Yun received a call from Boss Jia. The other party said that not long after he left, someone did indeed come to the factory to inquire, but they didn't directly sign a contract and said they needed to consider it. Then there was no activity.
Qi Yun secretly sneered in his heart. The slicked-back guy is actually quite shrewd and a bit tricky.
But it doesn't matter to him whether the other party gets involved or not. Once the communication with Mendeleyev is done, he can still buy that batch of goods and make money.
...
At night, Zhao Qing saw Qi Yun looking for formal wear in the wardrobe and curiously leaned over to ask, "Should I help you find it? What occasion are you dressing for?"
Qi Yun smiled at her: "I'm attending a city council meeting tomorrow."
"Huh?" Zhao Qing was slightly startled upon hearing this, her eyes wide with surprise, "Attending a city council meeting? Have you joined the city council? How come you never mentioned it to me?"
