Angered, Yan Qingwen refused to be outdone and turned to fetch her own proposal.
She placed it in front of Lu Ziming as well!
"Yingzhi Group Presents: God of Song Di Yi's Sea City Stadium Super Concert"
"Yingzhi Group Joins Hands with God of Song Di Yi: Charity Donation Gala for Disabled Children"
Tsk, tsk.
Lu Ziming looked at the two proposals on the table, the smile on his face growing wider and wider.
"Ouyang Fengyu, yours is a super concert—high-end, fashionable, explosive, grand!"
"Wenwen, yours is a charity gala—public welfare, compassion, and human warmth!"
"That's right. And quite a few of our new products are household devices for preventing childhood illnesses. Helping disabled children fits our products perfectly!"
Yan Qingwen added, unwilling to be outdone.
"Oh, this puts me in a difficult position!"
Lu Ziming smiled faintly, placing his hands behind his head. "You people from the Yan Family haven't even reached a consensus internally, yet you hurriedly called me over?"
"The reason I came today was because your old master invited me to the Yan Family banquet four days from now."
"I specifically asked the old man about how you'd been doing lately, Wenwen, and only then did I learn about your group promoting its new products."
"Old Master Yan said that there's been a talented young man by your side lately, vigorously pursuing you?"
"He said he wanted us young people to meet at the banquet and exchange pointers?"
Lu Ziming gave a wicked smile. "Wenwen, don't you plan to reconsider me? I pursued you madly for two years back then, and I still can't forget you even now!"
Then, Lu Ziming pointed at the proposals on the table. "Wenwen, if you agree to continue things with me, then I'll choose your charity gala today without the