Mei and I exchanged a look before walking in. At that moment, Wu Wanqing was seated in the executive chair behind the desk. The office was in disarray, a shattered water glass on the floor, its contents having soaked the expensive woolen carpet beneath.
Wu Wanqing looked at us, somewhat exhausted, "I'm really sorry, you must think this is a laughing matter." Mei, however, walked behind her and rested her fingers on Wu Wanqing's temples, "What's there to worry about? We are the best of girlfriends; there's no embarrassed state we haven't seen each other in."
With Mei's touch, Wu Wanqing's brow eased, "The patent issue is taken care of, Dyeing Mei Fragrance is now exclusively Tea Jiu's. However, the supply of this tea is limited and its cultivation is quite complex, so all I can offer you is 40% of the total yield."
