"The project in Beijing." Bao Ye said casually, "We promised before coming here, and we will deliver."
Si Chen was instantly overwhelmed with joy: "Brother Bo, you really mean it?"
Bao Ye raised an eyebrow: "When have I ever faked it?"
"True," Si Chen said, staring at the contract, his eyes almost glued to it.
Bao Ye said, "Get changed."
The company still had a pile of matters waiting for him.
He couldn't afford to waste all his time here.
He had already vented while boxing with Si Chen earlier.
Watching Bao Ye disappear from view, Si Chen excitedly picked up his phone to call his father.
His tone was smug: "Old man, I've secured the Beijing project!"
Leaving the boxing arena, inside the Rolls-Royce.
Chen Nan was driving, puzzled: "Mr. Bao, the Beijing project was hard-fought, now you're just handing it over to the Si family like this?"
Bao Ye closed his eyes to relax, his tone indifferent: "Did I say I would give it away?"
"The contract..."
