President Qu's body stiffened and his smile vanished from his face instantly.
He set his wine glass down without drinking the toast Ye Xi had offered him and turned to sit back down in his seat.
"President Fan, is this the person you brought with you? She's really not giving any face,"
Fan Ying hadn't expected Ye Xi to be able to refuse so directly.
Fan Ying felt a moment of embarrassment and stood up, saying, "I'm sorry, President Qu, I think I need to touch up my makeup."
After speaking, she glared at Ye Xi and said, "You, come with me."
President Qu snorted coldly and turned his face away.
...
Inside the restroom, Fan Ying pressed her clutch against the washbasin.
"Ye Xi, what's the matter with you? Don't you understand the social graces at all? I asked you to accompany me to meet a client; did I ask you to embarrass me? Now that President Qu is very angry, how do you expect us to continue the negotiations?"
Ye Xi faced Fan Ying without servility or overbearing pride.
