On the other side, inside Old He's office.
He was holding a briefcase, just about to get off work, when Director Luo hurriedly ran in to report.
"Leader, people from the Jiang Province Guozhi Committee and Huaineng Group have come, and they are currently talking with Qi Yun, most likely about the photovoltaic project."
Upon hearing this, Old He's eye twitched involuntarily, and his already expressionless face became even more somber.
"Are you sure?"
Director Luo nodded repeatedly: "I'm sure, they arrived this afternoon, and the two of them are having dinner with Qi Yun now."
Old He paused for two seconds, then waved his hand: "I understand, you may go."
Director Luo dared not say more, bowed slightly, and then left the office.
After the other person left, Old He put down the briefcase, sat back into his chair, frowning as if weighing something.
After about five or six minutes, he called his secretary in and instructed: "Go see if that person has left."
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