Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips, and with his dark eyes, he just watched Qiao Jing, not saying a word.
Seeing Zhan Qipei's stubborn demeanor, Qiao Jing understood the man's mindset and, in the end, let out a helpless sigh.
"I'll go with you."
She knew the significance of these business gatherings lay in facilitating conversation and cooperation between companies, and if Zhan Qipei went, he could secure many deals.
But this damned man, Zhan Qipei, actually planned not to go if she didn't, either.
Only then did Zhan Qipei's eyes light up, and he couldn't help but speed up the car a bit.
In the evening, at the banquet entrance.
Qiao Jing glanced at the guests coming and going around her and then at Zhan Qipei before she took the initiative to push open the car door and step out first.
"You go park the car, I'll wait for you here."
Zhan Qipei nodded, responded, and then drove off to the underground parking lot.
