He raised his fingers and gently stroked Jun Qing's face when he was young on the screen, and the man's eyes gradually became tender.

He was too focused on the photos on the screen, and Feng Chen didn't even notice that Jun Qing walked up the stairs.

Until Jun Qing walked near him and realized his loss of consciousness, Feng Chen turned off the screen and raised his face.

Pearl silk shirt, white cropped pants...

Standing in front of him, Jun Qing had simple clothes and was dressed as a capable woman in the workplace.

But the pair of bright and clear big eyes and the raised lips could still tell the difference, her childhood playful and cuteness.

The other party's eyes stared at her face, as if they were looking at her, but as if they were looking at another person through her.

Jun Qing looked around and looked at Feng Shen's blue eyes again.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Feng Chen came back and felt enlightened, and stood up from the chair.

"Every time we meet, Miss Jun will give me some surprises." He gentlemanly helped her open the chair, "Please sit!"

"Thank you!" Jun Qing sat sideways, "Sorry, let you wait for a long time."

Feng Chen said in a gentle tone: "We made an appointment at 11:30, I came early, it has nothing to do with you."

Feng Chen raised his left hand and attracted the waiter. After each ordering his meal, he took the initiative to take the information pressed under his tablet and handed it to her.

"This is the information you want."

Jun Qing took it into his hand and opened it to read it carefully.

Yesterday, she had used her free time to simply check the information about his company from the Internet.

The information Feng Chen gave her is more detailed than online and focuses more on the company's specific strength.

His company was founded six years ago, and it was mainly routed to the Atlantic and Mediterraneans, and it has only gradually expanded to the east in recent years.

Overall, this is a very powerful maritime shipping company. With their strength, they can fully undertake the transportation affairs of Mutian Company at sea.

When she was reading the information, Feng Chen leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and focused on the girl's face.

Until Jun Qing closed the information in his hand.

"How?" Feng Chen asked with a smile, "Are Miss Jun interested in cooperating with me?"

"The last question." Jun Qing spoke in a fair tone, "How many discounts can we get when your company is on track in the Eastern Seas in the future?"

The other party has just opened up the market and can't care much about the profits.

After a long time, it is impossible to always give them such a low price.

“15%!”

"But in this case... you don't make money at all!"

After being with Di Lin for many years, Jun Qing is of course very familiar with maritime affairs.

Who will do a business that is not profitable?

This obviously goes against the fundamentals of doing business.

“In addition to the shipping company, I have my own shipyard, and our cargo ships cost less than other companies, so… I make money.”

Jun Qing nodded: "So that's it."

The waiter delivered the meal and poured the two of them with wine.

Jun Qing held the wine glass and stretched it out in the air: "Happy cooperation!"

Being able to get a more preferential value from Fengchen makes Mutian's textiles more competitive in price. She doesn't have to go far away and cooperate with Dilin's company.

"Happy cooperation!" Feng Chen smiled and held the cup and gently touched her.

Then, the two of them pinched the tableware and had a meal together.

Feng Chen ate the dishes on the plate all the time: "I think Miss Jun is a person with a story."

Jun Qing raised his face from the dining plate, glanced over his loose shirt buttons, and casually put it on the suit jacket on the chair next to him: "I think Mr. Feng is a person who doesn't like being restrained!"

Feng Chen shrugged: "I just don't like wearing suits very much. Miss Jun doesn't like wearing skirts?"

Jun Qing put down the tableware in his hand: "Why do you say that?"

"Of course I guess!" Feng Chen smiled faintly, "I saw you several times, and you were all in pants."

In fact, she doesn't like wearing skirts.

But during those years on the island, I got used to pants.

After all, there were no girls on the island and no skirts were bought for her.

There was only one person who once said that he wanted to buy a skirt for her, but unfortunately neither she nor that person waited until that day...

Realizing that he was a little distracted, Jun Qing stopped thinking: "You draft a specific contract and I'll let my father take a look. If there is no problem, I will give you an answer tomorrow."

"I'm ready." Feng Chen took out another folder, "This is a contract."

Before she could sign a contract with him, the other party was ready to cooperate.

“You are such a confident person.”

“Because I know, I’m very competitive.”

Jun Qing noticed that he was talking about "me", not "my company".

After taking the contract, his eyes remained on the other party's face, and he flew over the other party's left hand holding the cup. Jun chuckled softly.

"That's right!"

The man has no ring on his hand and should not be married yet.

He has so much capital at such a young age and has such a face.

Rich and beautiful, humorous and funny...

It's really competitive!

During the meal, after communicating on the specific terms of the contract, they confirmed that there was no objection and the two went downstairs together.

Jun Qing just briefly explained to the staff, "Tell it in my account."

The membership card is a sub-card that Di Lin helped her to apply for, and he will pay the bill for all the expenses in the club.

When the two were taking the elevator downstairs together, Feng Chen was still sighing: "This is the first time I asked the lady to treat me to a meal."

"Mr. Feng doesn't have to worry too much about the interactions at work. After all, you have given us such a big discount, so it's okay to invite you to dinner." Jun chuckled.

Walking out of the elevator and stopping on the steps, Feng Chen stretched his hand to her side: "When will Miss Jun have time? I'll invite you next time!"

Jun Qing stretched out his palm and gently held the other person's palm: "How can you spend money? If you have the chance, I will invite you with my father!"

This sentence is naturally polite and perfunctory.

The other party is the partner, so it is impolite to refuse, but it still needs to have the sense of distance that should be.

The other party might just say it casually, Jun Qing would not take it seriously, and he would take a step back and say it. Even if the other party is serious, as a "master" woman, Jun Qing also knows the measure.

The nanny drove over and Zhao Yiyi jumped out of the car and helped Jun Qing open the car door.

"Mr. Wind, goodbye."

Waving his hand to the other party, Jun Qing got into the back seat of the car.

Feng Chen stood on the steps, watching her car disappear into the traffic, and the people were still standing there.

The face that cares about everything on weekdays is now stained with a smile.

Seeing the driver driving over, he sat sideways into the back seat, and the expression on his face returns to the coldness and silence.
Chapter completed!