Meng Gensheng also said: "Yes, I am not nervous either. I have confidence in Mr. Tang."

Phew.

Tang Xiaobao was amused and said, "Do you want me to get you a mirror? Right now, there's a word written all over your foreheads: urgent."

Meng Gensheng couldn't pretend anymore. He grinned bitterly and said with a complicated expression, "Mr. Tang, you have such a good attitude. I can't do that. We've been busy for so long, and this is our first head-on confrontation with Bayu Group. We were the ones who started it, and you said that in front of the media. We can't afford to lose. If we really lose, don't laugh. Let's see how you'll explain it to the media then."

"That's right. Xiao Jian won't be polite to you then. I know him too well. If he loses, it's fine. But if he wins, he'll definitely use the media to hype you up. And you'll have to sacrifice yourself. You'll definitely be crushed."

Chen Mengyao also said.

Tang Xiaobao laughed heartily. "Hey, after all this time, you still lack confidence in me. I can't guarantee anything today, but in the future, our products will definitely defeat them."

"Hmph, you don't have confidence today?" Chen Mengyao's face changed.

"Did I say I had no confidence?"

"You just said that."

"I didn't say that."

"You said it."

The two of them had an argument.

Meng Gensheng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but was too embarrassed to try to persuade him.

They are a couple, it’s not good to help either of them.

Fortunately, at this moment, Chen Mengyao's secretary suddenly came in.

She also held a stack of reports in her hand.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw the two bosses arguing there, and she was a little confused.