Xu Niannian looked down at Du Cui from a position of power, with eyes as cold as frost. Her usually soft voice was indifferent as the bitter snow of the ninth winter month.
"Boss Du, I gave you double the supply quantity three days past the agreed time. Not only did you take the opportunity to lower prices, but you also used rejection to threaten me. Since you don't want it, don't blame me for ending our cooperation. It seems you've forgotten who is the proactive party in our relationship. Whether I sell my products or not, it's my call. If you keep making trouble, don't blame me for being impolite."
Du Cui was a typical shrew. Although she was initially taken aback by Xu Niannian's icy stare, her shrewish habits persisted.
She plonked herself down onto Xu Niannian's chair: "You think you can scare me? When I started doing business, you, a little girl, hadn't even grown all your hair yet."
