Chi Yanyan had just finished her call with the Stone Gambling Master when her phone rang again. It was Chai Guifeng. Chi Yanyan quickly answered, "Hello, Director Chai, this is Chi Yanyan."
Chai Guifeng adopted a tone of feigned difficulty, "Yanyan, there is something I'm not sure how to say. I've subleased your exhibition hall to Director An from Zhonghe, so please pack up your things as soon as possible and vacate the space for Director An."
In Chai Guifeng's mind, Chi Yanyan would surely beg him upon hearing this bolt from the blue.
But Chi Yanyan's response exceeded Chai Guifeng's expectations—her tone was calm, "Director Chai, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Our exhibition hall has already been rented by Xiangyu Jewelry Company for ten years."
"Impossible! Our Huaxi Jewelry Company has the priority rental rights! Even if your so-called company offered double the price, Manager Feng would have notified me first!" Chai Guifeng's voice rose by an octave.
