Qin Shi did not refuse and took the card.
The material was very thin and light. When he rubbed it with his fingertip, he found a frosted texture, actually an embedding of fine crystals using advanced industrial technology.
"Thank you for Miss An's kindness, and thank you Yuan Energy Company for valuing me so much."
Qin Shi said politely.
As the old saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face.
There's indeed some truth to that.
Despite the fact that Qin Shi instinctively had a bad impression of "companies," stubbornly believing that such pure profit relationships would eventually face betrayal and exploitation.
He had to admit that An Jingchu's attitude and the way Yuan Energy Company demonstrated its sincerity were hard to dislike.
"Still not thick-skinned enough to accept freebies with peace of mind," he muttered to himself.
Qin Shi had lunch and returned to his room.
He took out the card and examined it carefully, making sure there were no hidden dangers.
