"Ah, Manager Chen, please don't rush, let's negotiate a bit more..."
The person in charge, pale-faced, picked up the pen again, just hesitating to put the tip onto the paper, attempting to temporarily calm Chen Weiming with this act.
Chen Weiming, shrewd as a fox, scoffed harshly, tapping the document on the table: "Forget it, our time is precious, why waste it here?"
"Makes sense." Qin Yiren slowly revealed a smile, and said calmly, "Since Manager Chen is in such a hurry, why not leave directly?"
Chen Weiming choked, glaring angrily at Qin Yiren, asking sinisterly: "Miss Qin, did President Chu send you here to show off, teaching you to act like this?"
Qin Yiren gradually grasped the demeanor needed for negotiation, retorting calmly: "He taught me to treat people sincerely, not to play such open and deceitful tricks like Manager Chen."
"You..."
