The small vase, barely visible, came into Brinkham's view.
"No! Absolutely not!" Bringham couldn't sit still any longer and immediately stood up, his speech accelerating. "Lee! I was just asking around. Mr. Mansour from the UAE wants to buy a club in the Premier League and contacted me to ask him for help!!!"
"Huh!? Oh—!" Li Shiguang looked at Brim, who had stood up, and answered in a drawn-out tone. Then he turned his gaze to Allen behind Brim. "Allen, is there something you need?"
"It's nothing... Boss." Allen said calmly, shaking the small vase in his hand. "I suddenly remembered that you said last time that this vase would look better on the coffee table, so I brought it over."
“Oh… alright then.” Li Shiguang nodded. After Allen placed the small vase on the coffee table and stepped back to the door, a smile returned to Li Shiguang’s face. He looked at Brinkham, “Mark, why are you so agitated… come, come, sit down and let’s talk… By the way, what did you just say? Your voice was too loud, I really didn’t hear you clearly.”
Brimham supported his slightly trembling legs with his hands and slowly sat down.
Allen's actions just now really startled Bringham, even making the Premier League CEO wonder whether Leeds United was a club or a gang.
Looking up at Li Shiguang, whose warmth was like a spring breeze.
All that remained in my heart was a bitter smile.
Brother! How could you not have heard me clearly?!
Did you not hear me clearly? Should I repeat it or not?!
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