Aima nodded immediately, "However, this time I'm here to expand into the Chinese market. In the same industry, we're all competitors. Sooner or later, I have to compete with Ning Xiaofei."
"You're an international giant; she's just an emerging talent. There's no real competition at different levels. If I were you, I'd ally with Ning Xiaofei and step on Fengyun International in the process," Lu Li raised his hands, cutting a small bite from the vegetables on his plate with a fork, "The cake is so big, it won't hurt you to let her have a few bites. Plus, you could earn some goodwill with Mu Tianye, so why not?"
Aima frowned and thought about it, finding it very reasonable.
"Lu, I've always thought you're clever. Why don't you go back to your family business?"
"Getting up early every day, wearing a suffocating tie to meetings, that's just boring to death." Lu Li waved his fork, "I'd rather sit here, eating with a beautiful woman and enjoying the view. Wouldn't you?"
