"President Gu, Wang Fanchang is far too arrogant. Should we sign the contract?" Zhang Shuo asked angrily.
Gu Shuangyan suppressed her rage and calmly analyzed the situation. "Usually, Wang Fanchang is very polite, even compliant. How dare he contradict us like this? There has to be a reason for such a drastic change. First, he's realized our weakness. Second, someone must be pulling strings from behind the scenes. Tell me, who would guide him like this for no reason?"
"This… I don't know," Zhang Shuo said, shaking his head.
"Actually, it's easy to guess. The only one who could pinpoint our Achilles' heel so quickly and would be so eager to guide Wang Fanchang is a competitor. Isn't the answer obvious?"
"Imperial Chef Arrival?" Zhang Shuo asked in surprise.
