"So as long as he doesn't step forward, then there's no issue. After all, we're a joint venture; we can't let him mess things up!"
Fu Shaofei paused and looked at CEO Zhang: "Old Zhang, head over to Jingzhou today. Tang Fangjing isn't the type to go after benefits, but you can try persuading him in other ways."
In any case, Fu Shaofei definitely wouldn't go himself. Besides, sending a deputy CEO was already showing some decency.
CEO Zhang sighed internally—he hadn't managed to dodge the bullet after all. He could only nod and say: "Alright, Director Fu, I'll go today. But I can't guarantee success."
He needed to make things clear—if the expectation was absolute success, then he wouldn't bother going.
What kind of international joke was this? This is Tang Fangjing—who could possibly guarantee a successful negotiation?
Having watched many of his videos before, Fu Shaofei now casually waved his hand and said: "Just do your best."
