If you can't handle it, hold it in!
With just one sentence, Wu Jie had Watanabe Taizo's face turning red in an instant.
Especially the term "little devil", which struck a nerve immediately.
At such a high-level event!
In front of so many pharmaceutical representatives!
Wu Jie actually called him a "little devil"!
How could this not enrage him?
In an instant!
The whole room fell into dead silence!
Everyone was looking at Watanabe Taizo, whose face was flushed and neck thick, staring at Wu Jie with angry, rounded eyes.
It seemed like he might rush over at any moment and strangle Wu Jie to death.
"What's wrong? Can't handle the anger, want to have a go alone?"
Wu Jie asked with a frivolous look in his eyes.
"You… you're completely unreasonable! To think they would arrange such an irrational, thuggish bully like you for the negotiation!"
Watanabe Taizo trembled with anger.
