After three or four minutes of deliberation, Shao Yun finally took over Yu Ting's call, laid the cell phone on the table facing Zhou Chengyan, switched it to speaker mode and just left it there.
"Hello, Miss Yu."
"Hehe, Mr. Shao."
"I presume you know why I called you today. It's probably because of Zheng Lu. I personally don't think it's necessary to jeopardize the business between our two companies because of one disgraced director. After all, I can provide everything he could for you, including money. I can give twice the amount he could."
Having just woken up not too long ago and then being kept on hold for 10-20 minutes, Yu Ting was feeling incredibly frustrated. She got straight to the point. Her argument was crystal clear.
"I can give three times the amount."
What she cared about wasn't the money, but the future development of the company.
