The negotiation with An Mingqi was reluctantly postponed.
The next day, Tang Yuchen personally drove her to the appointment. However, he didn't accompany her inside; she went in alone.
Half an hour later, An Ruo came out of the restaurant and got into the car.
Tang Yuchen didn't rush to ask her questions. He started the car and drove for a while before asking, "What did he say?"
"He said, give him a week to think about it, and he'll give me a satisfactory answer at that time."
"You agreed?"
An Ruo nodded, "Yeah, a week isn't that long, and I want to see what his decision will be."
The man narrowed his eyes slightly; he was guessing what An Mingqi's purpose was for doing this.
That old fox, greedy and cunning, would never willingly give up even a small share of his stock. His delaying tactic might be his way of looking for other options.
Or perhaps, something was about to happen with An Xin.
