He knew that if he continued talking, Song Qi'an would drag him down to train.
I don't know what's wrong with this person; they seem so unpredictable lately.
Song Qi'an was extremely agitated because he had clearly sensed Zhou Sui's growing distance from him during this period.
He was very busy at the end of the year, but he still made time to visit Zhou Sui from time to time. He could let it go once or twice when Zhou Sui was not there or was busy, but when it happened every time, he felt something was wrong.
He was still talking to Zhou Sui the same way he used to, but he noticed that Zhou Sui was becoming more and more proper when she spoke to him, and even the smile on her face was a polite smile that was just right.
It's no exaggeration to say that Zhou Sui's smile to him was no different from her smile to the customers who came to the store.
Song Qi'an noticed all these changes, and they bothered him.
He began to doubt whether his initial plan for a gradual, long-term approach was no longer feasible.
"Qi An, is someone calling you?" Zhao Wenbing's voice came from downstairs.
Song Qi'an walked down with a sullen face. When he passed by Zhao Xinfeng, Zhao Xinfeng unconsciously flinched, which was quite frightening.
On the other end of the phone was one of the partners, "Qi An, come over after the New Year, everyone's waiting for you."
Song Qi'an refused without hesitation. The person on the other end of the phone was still saying, "Someone has already taken over the follow-up work for that project in your town."
“We in the real estate business can’t just stay in one small place. Now, a lot of our peers have moved into Fuzhou and Shenzhen.”
“You know, we’re already a step behind everyone else. If we’re any later, we won’t be able to get in at all. All the money will have been made by others. It will be difficult for us to follow behind and pick up scraps.”
Song Qi'an fell into a brief silence. The person on the other end continued, "Even if you don't come, I will go after the New Year. But Qi'an, this is not your style, given your limited vision."
"Although I don't know what you're hesitating about, please think it over carefully and call me back before the Lantern Festival."
After the call ended, Song Qi'an stood next to the telephone for a while before leaving.
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