"We must resolve this issue, whether through kind persuasion or through our best efforts at negotiation,"
Manager Wei's forehead was already sweating; he had imagined what kind of fate he might face if the matter couldn't be properly resolved.
Turning his head, with a smile crammed onto his face, Wei Haitao said to a woman in her twenties with willow-shaped eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a very powerful aura, "President Lan, please don't worry, this is just a minor interlude...
Our Chentian is well-renowned in the industry, having trained numerous elite fighters, including champions at various levels. Your brother here will definitely receive the best educational resources from our instructors."
"We'll see,"
the woman referred to as "President Lan" responded noncommittally, smiling faintly and turning her head to look at her twelve-year-old brother, Lan Xiaotian.
