After chatting for a few moments, the two parted ways.
Before the woman left, she looked at Shen You'an and nodded with a smile.
Then she turned and marched away.
Rong Xianning came over, clutching a business card in his hand.
Yan Lu, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed the three large characters on the card.
"Cultural Creation Conference? What do they want with you?"
The Cultural Creation Conference is a well-known educational group and a sponsor of Brainstorm.
Rong Xianning looked at Shen You'an: "The Cultural Creation Conference has invited us both to endorse them."
Shen You'an raised an eyebrow: "Did you agree?"
Rong Xianning shook his head, furrowing his brows slightly: "I just feel that their intentions aren't pure."
A kind of intuition.
Shen You'an said lightly: "Then let's endorse them."
Rong Xianning was taken aback for a moment, then instantly understood Shen You'an's meaning, as if they shared a tacit understanding.
"Maybe I'm just overthinking it."
