"Director Zhang, next year, Lin Corporation will not continue to advertise in your newspaper agency."
A simple sentence instantly stiffened the expressions on the faces of the three people from the morning paper.
Li Xiaoyao, who was smoking, rolled his eyes upon hearing this.
What happened to being a bit more tactful?
Is this your idea of tact?
A few seconds later, Zhang Yue's rigid face twitched, and with a forced chuckle, he said, "Miss Lin, you really have quite the sense of humor."
Lin Yuanyuan's beautiful brows slightly furrowed as she replied, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who has so much time that I can joke with you?"
"Miss Lin, may I ask what the reason is? If it's because of the price, I can assure you..."
Lin Yuanyuan rudely interrupted him, saying, "It has nothing to do with the price. After discussion by the professionals at Lin Corporation, our main promotional efforts in the future will be online."
