Chapter 898: Chapter 898: You Bastards Don’t Deserve It
Yi Qian saw that Gantang wanted to talk and stepped outside to wait, thinking that it was about time to leave and there was no need to run back and forth.
However, as he waited and waited and nearly 8 o’clock approached, Yi Qian frequently checked his watch and knocked on the door again.
He was the only one feeling urgent about it. What a pain.
Fortunately, the boss finally decided to move. Yi Qian immediately reported, “President Qu of Lanhai Group has arrived.”
“No rush,” Wen Yanqing fastened his cufflinks, caressing them with care.
The understated luxury of the black sapphire cufflinks caught Yi Qian’s eye. Seeing how much he cherished them, Yi Qian didn’t need to guess to know they were a gift from Lin Gantang.
No way, you just finished talking, and now you’re already lost in thoughts about her? Yi Qian quickly reminded, “Should we get going? I’m afraid President Qu and his team have been waiting.”
Wen Yanqing nodded.
Upon reaching the meeting room.
The Lanhai Group attendees, maintaining a semblance of politeness with forced smiles, were probably thinking: What’s going on, is your CEO ing or not?
Remembering the negotiation from the day before, the Shengfang staff returned the smile: Don’t ask, because if you ask, we won’t know, and even if we do, we won’t tell. If the CEO isn’t ing, it must be because you lot don’t deserve his time.
After a long time, Yi Qian pushed open the conference room door, and the Lanhai attendees saw Wen Yanqing walk in with a leisurely pace and a calm gaze, unfazed.
Their expressions remained unchanged, but inside they were thinking: Could it be that yesterday’s brazen demands made the conversation unpleasant and now the other side wants to put us in our place? Damn, this is tricky. Better start thinking about how to deal with this.
If Yi Qian knew what they were thinking, he probably would die laughing.
No, his boss was only out expressing love, no scheming involved, really.
“Didn’t you say President Qu had arrived?” Wen Yanqing scanned the people sitting there.
The negotiations this time were not going smoothly. Lanhai Group thought they were well-prepared, but during the meeting neither side would give in on their interests, with Shengfang’s remarks being sharp and resolute. The Lanhai executive knew he couldn’t seal the deal and didn’t dare to arbitrarily change or agree to many terms without approval, so in the end, they had no choice but to ask their superior, President Qu, to fly over for a face-to-face talk.
Had President Qu arrived? President Qu had arrived early but had gone out to rest since Wen Yanqing was not yet there.
A Lanhai staff member brought Qu Zilan back, and Wen Yanqing spoke indifferently, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, President Qu.”
Qu Zilan’s expression almost crumbled. She felt as though she was treated like the lateer.
“President Wen, the one who isn’t punctual is you,” Qu Zilan, a strong and capable woman, pushed back her curls, revealing her graceful figure under her professional attire.
“After all, I felt that Lanhai’s sincerity was lacking, so I didn’t see the need to hurry over just to watch people put on airs,” Wen Yanqing said with a tone that was seemingly amiable, but the displeasure was evident to anyone with eyes.
Qu Zilan glared at the previous Lanhai in charge.
The Mediterranean man’s face reddened, and he shrank back.
“This is a new proposal from Lanhai Group.” Qu Zilan pulled out the document from her assistant holding it behind her, purposely lifted her long legs, and sat down next to Wen Yanqing, handing over the document herself, her wrist brushing against his forearm: “President Wen might want to take a look before we talk.”
To Qu Zilan’s surprise, Wen Yanqing did not accept it and calmly moved his hand away: “Sorry, I am allergic to perfume, would you mind changing seats?”
Yi Qian seriously listened to his own boss making up excuses and proactively stood to receive the document from the other party.
Qu Zilan’s expression stiffened yet again.
“Do you like this spot, President Qu?” Wen Yanqing feigned confusion as he furrowed his brows but then as if he had an epiphany, relaxed his forehead, “Oh, how inconsiderate of me. How could I ask a lady to move? Please, continue to sit.”
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