The atmosphere was tense, and the grey carpet was in disarray.
Fountain pens, lighters, cigarette cases, kraft paper bags, and a delicate pocket watch.
No one dared to move and tidy them up, all holding their breath, sitting and waiting for the two decision-makers to settle things.
It didn't matter who lost their temper first, Mr. Xu's mood was unpredictable, and he couldn't tolerate anyone being frivolous or disregarding the bigger picture in front of himself.
Especially since the Dark Zone Boss had disrupted the negotiations with a phone call.
The security on standby was ready to jump in at any moment, prepared for a confrontation.
How did it feel like… she was thrust in to prevent a disaster?
Xu Jingxi and the Dark Zone Boss were no pushovers; if the argument continued, they might actually come to blows.
Vidala was in for a clash tonight.
