Yulin Hotel Presidential Suite.
This property belonged to Sun Jiayu, who had arranged a meeting with Ye Tianming here.
At this moment, the doorbell of the presidential suite rang.
Sun Jiayu glanced at the door and gave a sidelong signal to a man in a black suit standing beside him.
The man nodded, walked over to the door, and opened it.
"Young Master Yu!"
Thump!
As soon as Ye Tianming entered the room, he knelt down in front of Sun Jiayu, "Young Master Yu, please let me off, I'm begging you!"
Sun Jiayu gave Ye Tianming a cold look, sneered ominously, "The terms I laid out, have you agreed to them?"
Ye Tianming then relayed the conditions his father had instructed him to propose.
"...Young Master Yu, this is all we can do. If you agree, we can fully cooperate with you." Having said that, Ye Tianming looked at Sun Jiayu nervously.
Sun Jiayu nodded indifferently, his lips curling into a sinister smile, "Fine, but first, you have to lure out Ye Yuwan."
