Lin Chuxia placed her bag to one side, and Su Wensong tactfully pulled a chair out for her.
"Sorry to have kept Director Liu waiting."
Liu Guoyi poured tea for himself with drooping eyes, his voice lazy, "Mr. Lin is still so busy, no wonder Xiyang Food Factory could stand toe to toe with the Old Food Factory in less than a year."
"Director Liu, you're misunderstanding me. We're all in the business of running factories, how can it be called standing toe to toe? I can understand if individual employees see it that way, but now with the policy getting more relaxed and even strongly supporting private enterprises, Director Liu, being in charge of a factory, must be aware of this news, right?"
Liu Guoyi lifted his eyelids, his gaze coldly shifting to Lin Chuxia.
To say that he had underestimated this woman when asking for the secret recipe, but now that things had come to this pass, with almost no one else to turn to, and yet she could still be so defiant.
