The next morning, Han Tianhua brought Yang Yi to Ye Qingxian's office.
"President Han, what brings you to my company today?" Ye Qingxian said with a smiling expression.
Han Tianhua sneered, "Ye Qingxian, you look quite pleased with yourself!"
"Buying the wasteland in the northern suburb for a low price, I already understand your intention."
"Oh really, you just figured that out now? Don't you think it's a bit late?" Ye Qingxian mocked, "Even if you want to cause trouble, you won't have the chance."
"This is called a single misstep leading to defeat! Hahaha..."
Han Tianhua didn't get angry; instead, he sneered, "Do you think I've lost? Do you really think you can rest easy because of this?"
"To be honest, your cosmetic cream is already infringing, do you understand?"
Hm?
Ye Qingxian was a bit stunned, mocking, "Han Tianhua, what do you mean by that? Where have I infringed? Go ahead and point it out."
