Qiao Yun agreed with that statement, so she wasn't too concerned about Adrian's arrival; she didn't think Tianqi would lose anyway.
Pei Yao's expression turned serious, "But since they haven't made a move yet, they might be waiting for the press conference. With so many people, it would be the best opportunity. We can't not respond; otherwise, where would we put Tianqi's face?"
Qiao Yun tapped her fingertips on her thigh, her gaze cold and proud, "Hmm, it's also a chance to showcase China's technology to the world."
Pei Yao suddenly felt a rush of enthusiasm... which hadn't quite boiled over when Qiao Yun suddenly said, "Stop the car."
Pei Yao: "..."
Great, his enthusiasm cooled.
Pei Yao pulled over to the side of the road, puzzled, "Boss, we haven't reached home yet."
"Buying something," Qiao Yun dropped the words, pushed open the car door, and got out.
