Chapter 358: Did You Often Come Here with President Bo Before

She never said she liked the way Bo Yanching lit his cigarette, but after a couple of extra glances, her steps slowed just a bit, happening to see Hanks whisper something to Selina, who then stood up.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t obstruct the path, so she took a turn and left.

“Does President Bo have any advice?”

Bo Yanching inhaled a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes, and looked towards Yan Chenyi who had asked with a smile, “No.”

Yan Chenyi’s smile stiffened for a second but then recovered, asking, “Is the food to President Bo’s liking?”

“Not bad.”

Bo Yanching leaned back in his chair, with a cigarette sandwiched between his fingers, and asked in a casual tone, “Do you have roast lamb?”

Yan Chenyi: “Yes, yes, we do, I’ll arrange it for President Bo shortly.”

Bo Yanching: “Bring it to my room later, half will suffice.”

Yan Chenyi almost gave himself away, “Alright.”

With his status, no matter where he went, he was surrounded by flattery.

Bo Yanching was indeed renowned, but Bo’s and Nan’s were on par with each other, and moreover, Nan’s held the core technology.

As the party seeking cooperation, shouldn’t Bo Yanching show a bit more humility?

Yan Chenyi rarely faced setbacks from anyone, but he didn’t dare say a word.

Luckily, Hanks spoke to him in time to help him save face.

Han Qi glanced at Bo Yanching.

Although he didn’t like the old man, Bo Yanching never did things without assurance.

He was sitting here personally yet ignoring Yan Chenyi; there had to be a catch.

Elsewhere, Nan Jiaojiao aimlessly picked a direction to stroll in.

Passing by this area, there was a spring; water from the mountain was also diverted here.

It was more secluded, being located further inside.

Compared to other beautifully arranged hot spring pools, this place was more natural, so fewer guests visited, making it more peaceful.

Nan Jiaojiao first went to a little wooden hut hanging on a tree, took some vegetable roots from inside, and crouched down to place them before two small lambs nudging at her feet.

“How cute, are they raised by the Mountain Villa?”

Selina unexpectedly appeared behind her, asking with a delighted face, “May I feed them too?”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the direction from which she came; she had come to her own territory and had relaxed too much, allowing someone to follow her all this way without noticing.

“What did you just pick up?

May I take some?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked up, “Vegetable roots and feed.

They were meant for them to eat, so yes, you can feed them.”

“You seem very familiar with this place.

Did you often come here with President Bo before?”

“Not often.”

Just by herself.

Selina didn’t mind and took some vegetable roots for herself, sitting on a low stump opposite Nan Jiaojiao.

But no matter how much she tried to coax them, the lambs wouldn’t come to her.

“It seems they won’t eat from me, and they just like you,” she said.

Nan Jiaojiao replied indifferently, “Try again.”

She remembered that Hanks had introduced Selina, saying her Chinese was not good.

About the cooperation, she had overheard bits and pieces during the meal and roughly understood: The Steve family wanted Nan’s to provide core technology and to move the research base to France.

They held a monopolistic position in this sector and had agreements with various major hospitals.

If Nan’s was willing to cooperate, they were prepared to cede a few percentage points.

However, Elder Nan, the previous president of Nan’s, had a peculiar personality; in his lifetime, he only worked with foreigners once on a short-term contract.

If he were still in charge, striking a deal would be nearly impossible.

But now that there was a change of leadership, they sent Steve Hanks with a determination to secure the deal.

But with Bo Yanching butting in, nobody knew how the cooperation would ultimately turn out.