Shang Hui's expression turned even sourer.
As if he hadn't heard, Shang You smiled politely, "Miss Lin has won, why don't we talk about a possible collaboration?"
"I don't care whether we collaborate or not. I won, and all I want is an apology," Lin Gantang said indifferently, arms folded. "We business people must value integrity, right, Mr. Shang?"
Shang You turned to look at Shang Hui. Understanding the expectation, Shang Hui, with a grimace, choked out an uncomfortable, "Sorry."
"I heard you, but my brother didn't. Could you trouble yourself to repeat that in front of him?" Lin Gantang tilted her chin in the direction of Lin Zhaonan's car.
Shang Hui clenched his teeth and remained still.
Shang You spoke up, "Miss Lin..."
"Is Manager Shang going to speak on behalf of his brother again?" Lin Gantang interrupted.
Shang You, who was pinpointed correctly, covered his reaction with a smile: "How could that be? He must fulfill the promises he made himself."
