After acquiring Xinbaihui Shopping Center, Ning Yuan immediately went to celebrate with Yan Yi over drinks.
Yan Yi wasn't fond of bars and such, so they settled on Yan Yi's apartment balcony.
Ning Yuan took two bottles of Romanee-Conti from his old man's cellar, and on the way there, he also stopped by Baina to pick up some appetizers to go with the wine.
"Look at this, 180 million, isn't this gift impressive? How can she not be moved to tears?"
Holding a wine glass in one hand and placing the acquisition contract in front of Yan Yi with the other, he was quite pleased with himself.
Yan Yi flipped through the contract, paused his gaze on the buyer's column for half a second, put the contract back on the table, and teased, "In all my life, this is the first time I've seen you put so much effort into pursuing a woman."
Ning Yuan paused, then sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Who's pursuing her?"
