Li Shengxiao threw the contract back onto the coffee table, his expression indifferent between his brows, "The contract is fine."
Chu Xi smiled slightly, just about to speak.
The next second, a basin of cold water was poured over her head from above, "But DW no longer intends to cooperate with IF."
— But DW no longer intends to cooperate with IF.
He spoke as casually as if he were saying he wasn't having steak today.
Chu Xi clenched her hand, looking at him, "If it's convenient, may I ask why? I believe this contract has no issues, and it hasn't reached the point where the Li Group should give up cooperating with IF."
Li Shengxiao, "I said the contract is fine."
Chu Xi focused on the key point, "The contract is fine, so does Mr. Li mean there is a problem with the person? Mr. Li doesn't want to cooperate with me?"
Li Shengxiao remained silent, but his noble face conveyed the meaning she understood.