"Can."
An Ning replied with a single word.
That one word, "can," was a testament to the powerful confidence she had in her abilities.
Director Hu, who was sitting opposite her, believed her without a shred of doubt.
Well, he didn't believe her completely, but he couldn't let it show.
"That's wonderful. I wonder when you'll have time to visit our automobile factory, An Ning."
An Ning thought for a moment, then said, "I can go after the Lantern Festival. You can leave your phone number and address."
"Good, good, good."
With a quick "Good, good, good," Director Hu pulled out a piece of paper he had prepared earlier. On it were several phone numbers, an address, and even a simple map and a letter of certification.
An Ning took it and put it away. For a moment, it was quiet.
Director Hu was an old hand. He slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory! I came to pay a New Year's visit today."
"Wang, bring the New Year's gifts down."
