At the moment when Lin He spoke those words, Song Guanchao knew he didn't need to continue chatting with him.
He pushed the red wine aside, picked up the teacup to moisten his lips, then looked into his eyes, saying: "I can make the decision today. If Mr. Lin wants to take on this project, take it all as a package. There's profit to be made, it's just a matter of earning more or less."
The two stared at each other for a few seconds. Seeing that he was serious, Lin He's relaxed brows began to furrow slightly: "I only want quality assets."
Song Guanchao shook his head, stood up and said: "Enjoy your meal, Mr. Lin."
He turned to leave without uttering any unnecessary words.
Lin He did not try to stop him. Song Guanchao's firm attitude made him very annoyed.
He felt he had shown enough sincerity to Song Guanchao, but Song Guanchao gave him no face at all.
