Watching Chen Fan leave without turning his head, the man returned to the president's office on the second floor with a sullen face and recounted the events in detail.
"You didn't tell him that I have a business deal worth hundreds of thousands of points to discuss with him?" the middle-aged man squinted his eyes and asked.
"I did."
The man hurriedly said, "I told him immediately, but he didn't even consider it for a second before rejecting it."
"President."
He glanced cautiously at the middle-aged man and said aggrievedly, "I really tried my best, but that Li Ping, he's so stubborn. President, if you don't believe me, you can ask anyone. Many people saw it at the time."
The atmosphere in the room fell silent.
The middle-aged man's face grew dark.
After a moment, he spoke, "Understood, you may leave."
"Yes, yes."
The man hurriedly bowed and backed out, not forgetting to close the door softly behind him.
