"Mr. Ning, it's not about the money..." The manager was sweating.
The man in front of him was the young master of the Ning family. He knew he couldn't afford to offend him, but offending the other young master was even worse...
Ning Yichen saw through it and sneered, "So, you're saying I'm not qualified?"
"Of course not! Mr. Ning, please don't misunderstand." The manager wiped his sweat, "I really have no choice. Please accept my apologies."
Ning Yichen pursed his lips, "I'm not making things difficult for you. Just tell me, who is competing with me for this bottle of wine?"
The manager's cold sweat flowed even more.
Su Lianxi finally couldn't hold back and angrily said, "Hey, don't you know what first come, first served means? We've even paid the deposit, and now you're changing your mind last minute! Do you think we're easy to bully?"
"Miss Su, I'm sorry..." The manager was almost in tears.
