Li Zhenting stormed off with a grim expression.
"Zhenting, if you don't get Shen Ning here tomorrow, then I'll personally invite her. At that time, you must not object," Li Wanqing said from behind.
Li Zhenting walked faster with his head down.
The night was shrouded in a mystical veil, and the earth was cloaked in a mysterious darkness.
In Gu Qi's office, Shen Ning was still hard at work. She had just come out of the laboratory, and production for the new variety was set to begin tomorrow. But the expenses...
She furrowed her brows, feeling a slight headache coming on.
Earlier in the afternoon, she had discussed and calculated with the financial manager, Wan Zhengping. No matter how they meticulously calculated and tried to save costs, they still needed at least twenty-five million in funding.
For her, this was a substantial sum of money.
When she proposed to mortgage the company, Wan Zhengping shook his head repeatedly.