Mo Yifan's mother was not going to budge it seemed. Wang Zibo made a troubled face. He did not want to back down just like this.
If he could not handle even this small a nuisance, was he even qualified to be Mo Yifan's manager and Wang Zenghao's son?
"I apologize to you Ms. Chen, but that is impossible. Even if you want to discuss the terms of the contract, you will have to go through me. So please, we can discuss whatever you want right here, very amicably?" he replied resolutely.
"We are busy as is. We have to take Fan Fan back home and then prepare for his rehearsal tomorrow. And we have our other artists going there as well. So, if you do not have anything pressing, you will have to excuse me," he got up from his seat to leave.
