Bian Yue said that, and laughed as well, "As long as both parties haven't signed, everything is unknown, isn't it?"
Shen Zhaoli nodded, picking up the contract on the table, "Yes, without a signature, there is no agreement. Honey can naturally have other options."
After speaking, Shen Zhaoli did not delay any longer and stood up to leave.
As he was leaving, Shen Zhaoli looked at an indignant Wen Jiao and said with a smile, "The cooperation between Lixing and Honey will be communicated by me in the future, Miss Wen, don't brew black coffee next time, I prefer latte."
"What a dummy! Loser!" Wen Jiao was so angry that she cursed.
Bian Yue remained silent until Shen Zhaoli had left.
Wen Jiao looked at Bian Yue, whose face was calm but whose thoughts were unknown, and was somewhat worried, "Bian Yue... are you okay? Why aren't you speaking?"
"Wen Jiao... I suddenly feel like what just happened wasn't real." Bian Yue's voice was very light.
