Zhou Chao and Mr. Yi chatted in the office for almost an hour and a half. It was nearly twelve o'clock when Zhou Chao finally bid farewell.
They discussed a lot about cooperation, but Mr. Yi did not immediately agree to Zhou Chao's proposal. The main reason was Mr. Yi's skepticism about the technology Zhou Chao mentioned. He couldn't make up his mind for a while and could only postpone his decision, saying he needed to consider it.
Zhou Chao didn't pay too much attention to Mr. Yi's concerns. After all, it was their first meeting, and considering Mr. Yi's doubts about the soil conversion technology, it was normal to take some time to think it over.
"Mr. Zhou, would you like to taste the cuisine from our institute?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Yi Lao. Not today, I have some other matters to attend to. I'll definitely taste the delicacies from your institute next time!" Zhou Chao politely declined Yi Lao's invitation.