When Sister Su and I saw this disheveled woman, we couldn't help but stare in shock.
Just as we were exchanging glances, footsteps sounded again, and a man in his early thirties, with a full beard, slowly walked out from inside the house.
He had a stern face, and his eyes revealed a hint of displeasure, "Secretary Gao, please go back and tell Ms. Wu that I welcome business talks, but I don't like mixing business with personal matters."
"Mr. Wall, Mrs. Wu is genuinely interested in doing business with you, please consider the terms I just mentioned."
The disheveled woman squeezed a smile on her face, which looked slightly unnatural, as if she was desperately trying to facilitate a deal.
I immediately sensed something was off; since the company was in crisis, Sister Su had been trying to make contacts to secure some business to keep the cash flowing.
