The bidding meeting lasted an entire day.
In the evening, the organizers prepared a wine dinner.
Will Caddel packed up his things and looked at Jasmine Yale, "Interested in attending the wine dinner? If not, I'll take you out for dinner."
"Let's attend. If we don't, it might not be easy to secure this case."
"Actually, there's no need to care about every result, because you'll win some and lose some; it's impossible to win them all."
"But CEO Caddel, although this bid doesn't bring a substantial profit, the subsequent profits are very stable. I think it's quite worthwhile."
"Is that what you think?"
"Yes, that's what I think. What do you think, CEO Caddel?"
He smiled, "Then let's attend."
Jasmine Yale went back to her hotel to change into a goose-yellow strapless cocktail dress. Her hair was pinned up elegantly, fresh and poised, like a blooming forsythia in spring, exuding an air of natural charm.
