"Please sit down."
Ah Jin naturally sat in the main seat. Mr. Hao beside him was very attentive. "Mr. Jin, I just ordered a few of your favorite dishes. Would you like to add anything else?"
"No need, let the two guests take a look too."
A Jin then turned his gaze to Elena and handed her the menu with a smile, "dyfirst."
Elena was flattered and quickly took the menu, "Thank you, President Jin."
Originally, Ah Jin wasn't the only one to behave so gentlemanly, but before Ah Jin appeared, she had already made up a lot of her mind about his identity. At this time, his slightest gesture of kindness was infinitely magnified.
However, after Elena took the menu, she didn't understand it at all. Not wanting to show her timidity, she leaned close to Fang Huai and whispered, "Mr. Fang, take a look. What do you want to eat?"
Fang Huai was also confused after looking at the menu, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Ah Jin, so he put the menu down and said disdainfully, "There's nothing on here that suits my taste, so I won't order anything."
Ah Jin didn't expose him, but smiled and said, "Just looking at the names of the dishes doesn't make me have much of an appetite." He turned to look at Mr. Hao, "Old Hao, could you please read out the ingredients for us?"
"Why."
Mr. Hao took the menu and said, "This one is called Pebble, which uses hot pebbles to cook fresh fish fillets. And the firewood one below is quail roasted with firewood..."
As the introductions went on, Elena looked at A Jin with more and more respect.
He definitely knew that she and Fang Huai couldn't understand it, but he didn't point it out. He just asked Mr. Hao to introduce them.
As Mr. Hao read page after page, Fang Huai's expression remained calm, and he insisted that he had no particular cravings. Elena, however, ordered several of the ladies' dishes recommended by Ah Jin.
Throughout the meal, A Jin didn't drink a drop of wine. Elena was also surprisingly quiet. She didn't dare use the tricks she had used on the wine table on A Jin before, for fear that he would look down on her.
After a good meal and some tea, it's time to talk business.
Everything went smoothly afterwards. A Jin agreed to give them an 8% discount and the deal was closed at 12 million.
When saying goodbye, Elena kept glancing at A Jin. Seeing that he didn't look at her, she couldn't help but say, "Thank you, President Jin, for today. President Jin is really straightforward and generous."
Ah Jin said in a distant tone, "Haha, it's serious. You can just hand over the follow-up matters to Lao Hao."
Then, A Jin said he had something to do and left.
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Outside the club
When A Jin got into the car, someone was already sitting in the passenger seat.
Looking closely, I realized it was Suman.
Ah Jin took off the mask he had just put on and politely called out, "Sister."
"Is everything done?" Su Man asked casually.
"Yes, we just signed the agreement and can take over tomorrow."
"Is Lao Hao still cooperating?"
"Of course. If you hadn't paid for his data packaging, his company would have gone bankrupt. Not to mention you promised to give him two million yuan as a reward after the job was done. He wouldn't be happy about that."
"Well, I'm glad nothing went wrong."
Seeing that everything was developing as she expected, Su Man relaxed.
The car was quiet. A Jin looked at Su Man's profile, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
After spending some time together, he knew that the woman in front of him was someone he absolutely could not afford to offend.
He always dared not speak in front of Su Man, for fear that if he said a few more words, she would see through him and take advantage of him completely.
Su Man felt his gaze and said calmly, "Don't worry, after the matter is done, I will send you abroad and will never let you be implicated."
Ah Jin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put on a smile. "No, sister, I'm just worried about you. You and Fang Huai are still husband and wife. If you let him buy this mess and he loses money later, isn't that still your joint debt?"
Su Man turned her head slowly. She didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
But Ah Jin understood, and he said tactfully, "Sister, where are you going? I'll take you there."
"Well, go to Firefly."
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The car stopped two blocks away from Yinghuo.
"Next, do you know what to do?" Su Man said as she put on her lipstick in front of the mirror on the sun visor.
"I know, but... it might cost some money." A Jin said carefully.
"Money is not a problem, time is of the essence, you have to hurry."
"clear."
The air conditioning in the car was turned on high. As soon as Su Man got out of the car, the hot and humid air outside enveloped her.
Su Man looked up at the sky and said, "Oh, it's going to rain."
When she got to the company building, she saw from a distance that someone had put up several banners at the building entrance. She stopped to look and saw black words on the white cloth, all of which were curses.
/Firefly Games closed down! /
/Firefly Games apologizes!/
/Old woman Chen Man, die! /
There were even some personal attacks, which made Su Man frown.
These days she was busy trying to trick Fang Huai, and also trying to act like Yinghuo was in trouble, so she ignored the public opinion.
Although there were many messages of insults on the Internet, she was still surprised to see such an extreme act coming to her door.
After returning to the company, she checked online and saw a hot search.
/Kim Sung-young suspected of workplace bullying/
It turned out that Kim Sung-young was talking about how she was harassed by her female boss while filming a commercial during a heart-to-heart talk segment of a variety show, and because she refused, she suffered a series of cold treatment.
She was so moved that she actually cried a little. She said that after this incident, she had some mental problems, blah blah.
Although he did not mention anyone by name, he and Yinghuo had just been on the hot search list some time ago, so everyone knew it.
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