Female Novel
Chapter 1503: Are You Interested In Collaborating With Me?
Chapter 1503: Are You Interested in Collaborating with Me?
"Mr. Marsh." Tristan halted his steps, taking the initiative to greet him.
Ivan Marsh looked at him, with a gentle gaze and a slight smile on his lips, "Brother." Even though he
was older, this address was strictly in line with their familial relationship.
This reflected Ivan Marsh's respect and care for the Ding family, and also demonstrated his love for
Jennifer.
Ivan Marsh raised the bag in his hand, "Jennie worked overnight to make this, do you want to take a
look?"
"Thank you." Tristan reached out to receive the bag, his gaze always falling on his face, "And thank her
for me, she worked hard."
"I supervised for you the whole night." Ivan Marsh laughed, "I guarantee there are no flaws, we used
the best diamonds."
Tristan felt moved, and for a moment, didn't know what to say.
"Is this for Miss Swain?" Ivan Marsh wanted to confirm, after all, he hadn't explicitly said for whom.
Tristan nodded, "It's for her."
Ivan Marsh smiled lightly, patting his shoulder, "Go for it, pursue bravely. She's worth it, and so are
you."
Ivan Marsh was very accurate in assessing people. He had met Miss Swain a few times, and she was
a reliable girl.
Tristan smiled, "Would you like to share some experience?"
"I have only one woman by my side, what experience can I share?" Ivan Marsh said with a happy
smile, "The most important thing in pursuing a woman is sincerity, never use tricks, heart to heart is the
way."
"I've been very sincere." To be honest, Tristan was still a bit nervous, even more cautious than when he
was negotiating a billion-dollar project.
Ivan Marsh glanced at his watch, patted his arm again, and said in a relaxed and happy tone, "I'm
leaving now, good luck."
"Okay, once my confession is successful, let's arrange a meal together."
"It must be successful." Ivan Marsh said, "I'll be waiting for your treat!"
With that, he turned and walked towards the nearby Lamborghini. This was probably another happy
event at home, with the brother no longer single, would the father-in-law be relieved?
Tristan watched him get into the car, watched his car drive away, then looked at the bag in his hand.
The bag was exquisite, and he couldn't wait to see the finished product.novelbin
So, he quickly entered the company lobby and headed for the elevator... he was looking forward to the
evening.
At nine in the morning.
Tristan and Algerone Swain sat in a clubhouse, their assistants standing at the door. The two
presidents sat on the couch by the window, the outdoors was silver-clad, and the indoors were very
warm.
Tristan had taken off his suit jacket, a custom-made shirt showcasing his excellent physique, he was
calm and gentle.
Algerone Swain had received his call and cleared his schedule to come over, not even asking why.
Tristan handed him detailed information about a real estate project, "Uncle Swain, this is a project we're
launching next spring. Are you interested in collaborating with me?"
Yo?
So, it was work-related.
Algerone Swain wasn't disappointed, he had merely guessed wrong. Being able to cooperate with
Clarke Corp was an honor.
Picking up the information, Algerone Swain skimmed it and agreed readily, "Sure, do you want me to
invest or fund?"
"It's up to you." Tristan handed him another document, "This is the contract, you can choose for
yourself. We welcome you to join us for a win-win cooperation."
Algerone Swain directly took the pen, read through the contract at a glance, then chose to invest and
signed his name at the end of the contract.
"Clarke Corp's real estate has always had a good reputation domestically." Algerone Swain said
enviously, "Your house designers are top-notch, right?"
"The design is done by a team we hired from abroad, combined with some ideas from domestic
designers, so it's all the good ideas blended together, the result of careful carving, not the achievement
of one person."
Algerone Swain admired this.
Tristan inherited Zack's meticulous working style, he really liked Tristan very much, thinking, if he could
be his son-in-law, it would be a great joy!
Putting down the contract, picking up the teacup for a sip, Algerone Swain couldn't help but ask,
"Tristan, you and Monica... do you have any further possibilities?"