"Moreover, I know that we are about to cooperate with a big company overseas, and I have thoroughly inquired about the preferences of their liaison..."
To a businessman, interest is what matters most.
She made her usefulness very clear, refusing to believe that they would not waiver.
While Ai Jiang was secretly scheming, Han Jingnian, who had been silent, suddenly threw the signing pen on the table and chilledly spoke up.
"Are you trying to negotiate terms with me?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an overwhelming pressure.
Ai Jiang stiffened in surprise, then quickly shook her head: "No, Mr. Han, I..."
Before she could finish, Han Jingnian interrupted her again. "Do you think you are in a position to negotiate terms with me? Do you think your little abilities make you a talent in my eyes?"
After exchanging a few words with Ai Jiang, Han Jingnian seemed to have reached his tolerance limit. He glanced at his assistant Zhang Te.
