"Yes... yes, I think his name is Qin Yu."
"Then that's settled, 760 yuan, go draft the contract."
Boom! Lin Shiwei's brain just exploded! 760 yuan? Draft a contract? What the heck, has Dad lost his mind?
"Dad, did you forget to take your medication? Not... you, me!"
Lin Shiwei was already speaking incoherently when a resigned sigh came through the phone: "That Mr. Qin is a connection from headquarters; it was Elder Wu who personally called me."
Elder Wu? A surge of cold sweat broke out on Lin Shiwei's forehead; Elder Wu was the chairman of Longtai Group! Longtai Group was a behemoth!
Compared with Longtai Group, what was SNT Company but a speck of dust!
Lin Shiwei said solemnly, "Don't worry, Dad, I will make sure Mr. Qin is satisfied!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Shiwei strode directly toward Qin Yu. Seeing Lin Shiwei return, Yang Fan asked with a frivolous tone, "Manager Lin, you've consulted Uncle Lin, haven't you?
"What did Uncle Lin say?
