Since they had already torn their faces apart, Bai Qingzhu had nothing more to say.
Lin Zhengsheng's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, "It seems that President Bai is not willing to toast and chooses instead to be forced to drink."
"Director Lin never intended to talk to me from the start, so why should I compromise?"
He kept his gaze on her, and finally smiled, "Not bad, President Bai really has guts, then let's wait and see!"
With that, he stood up, straightened his clothes a bit, and then walked out with a confident smile.
Bai Qingzhu was so angry that her teeth itched. Indeed, many things had gone according to her plan, but his appearance had disrupted it.
She feared Lin Zhengsheng was really going to make an issue out of Bai Minghao's matter.
Thinking of this, she had someone deal with it, whatever could be handled, just to avoid a bigger scandal that could impact a lot more.
However, her actions were still not as swift as those of Lin Zhengsheng.
