Yang Chen observed for a while in the bar, understood the structure of the room, and quietly went upstairs when no one was paying attention.
Chen Baiwan was negotiating with the other party. The amount of this deal was huge, he had to bring the price down, otherwise how could he do business in the future?
Chen Baiwan took a drag on his cigar and said casually, "This price, well, it still needs to be lower. Otherwise, where's our profit?"
The other party frowned and said in a deep voice, "Only we can give you this price right now, Chen Baiwan. Don't act tough in front of us. You know our strength. If you don't want to do this business, we can completely support another boss. We don't need you at all!"
Hearing this, Chen Baiwan glared and suddenly slapped the table, scolding, "How dare you talk to me like that! Do you believe I won't let you leave this room alive! I'm the boss here, who the hell are you!"
Although he shouted like this, his eyes already showed signs of submission.
