He was too lazy to even pretend, and his enthusiasm quickly faded.
Fan Ying couldn't help but laugh in anger.
How to negotiate business might be beyond Fan Ying's experience, but she knew exactly how to keep a man.
At this moment, Ye Xi was clearly ready to fight her to the bitter end.
Fan Ying grabbed the cup of wine and was about to splash it on Ye Xi's face, not even caring if she would make a spectacle in front of Mr. Qu and the others.
But Mr. Qu couldn't stand it any longer, and he interjected impatiently, "Enough, enough, it seems today is not suitable for business discussions. You should go back and sort out your internal group issues by yourselves."
With that, he stood up to leave.
The assistant had just picked up the coat to follow him to the door when he noticed that Mr. Qu had stopped.
"Lu, President Lu?"
Just as the private room's door was opened, Mr. Qu's eyes lit up.
