In an instant, the office fell silent as a crypt.
Everyone was shocked, looking toward the flustered foreigners.
And they too were stunned.
"Lin Fan, what are you yelling about? It's just a word, is there any need for such a fuss? Don't scare our foreign friends!"
Ning Bingcai slammed the table and roared loudly.
Everything was already in place.
All it would take was Ning Mengyao's signature and stamp, and the contract would be sealed.
"Just a word? Do you know how many ambiguous words are hidden in this contract? And each one is biased in favor of the party 'A'. Are you telling me this isn't deliberate? If I'm not mistaken, this group is a bunch of swindlers!"
Holding the document, Lin Fan said with a cold smirk.
"Don't spout nonsense, what swindlers? They are an international big company, how could they be swindlers!"
Ning Bingcai's forehead veins bulged as he shouted.
