Chapter 1513 My Poor Little One is Weak and Can't Take Care of Himself 23



However, no one noticed the unusual look in his eyes except for Yu Linyuan himself.

Assistant Jiang took the list from the assistant and began to introduce it.

This matter wasn't under his jurisdiction, so this was the first time he'd seen the list.

But with years of experience following Yu Linyuan in handling situations with composure, he read it effortlessly: "Master Yu, those who are here today include President Wang from Deyao Group, President Xia from Hengxing Media, and President Yu from Jia Hui Real Estate..."

President Yu? Yu Sijin? ??

Assistant Jiang looked at the form, then slowly turned his head towards the person, and saw the well-dressed, aristocratic young man.

I gasped instantly, and my stubble almost stood on end.

Good heavens! Jia Hui Real Estate has been Yu's most reliable partner in the real estate industry for the past year, handling more than half of their business... and it turns out they are...

Assistant Jiang swallowed hard, a sudden feeling of relief washing over him as if he had escaped a disaster.

Fortunately, his choice at the time was correct. If Yu Sijin were really an innocent girl, she wouldn't dare to seduce the Emperor.

But when will that triple pay be implemented?

With that in mind, Assistant Jiang continued to manage the presentation.

Before long, Yu Linyuan sat down at the head of the conference table and began to seriously discuss the cooperation plan.

But Si Jin clearly wasn't going to give him that chance.

The shoe slowly approached the old man, gently hooking his ankle. Finding he couldn't refute it, it became even more unrestrained...

But when it was almost to his knees, Yu Linyuan suddenly changed his sitting posture to cross his legs, which firmly held Si Jin in place, preventing her from moving any further.

The young god was taken aback, stopped arguing with him, and pretended to put one hand in his pocket while secretly pressing the remote control.

Clatter—

The waist chain tightened another loop, even making a faint cracking sound.

Yu Linyuan's breath hitched, his words were interrupted, and the scene fell silent, making the crisp sound even more distinct.

"What...what is that sound?"

Mr. Yu smiled politely and said calmly, "I've had someone brew some better tea. It must have been the sound of the teacup clinking against the bottom. Please continue."

"If you are still interested in cooperating, I can offer an additional 3% discount."

Things were back on track, and everyone's attention was quickly shifted back to business.

Assistant Jiang wisely went out to brew tea, and soon replaced the tea for everyone with fresh tea.

Si Jin picked up the teacup, about to take a sip, when the person next to her pressed the cup down: "Mr. Yu, you can't drink strong tea, can you?"

The old boss emphasized: "Strong tea is bad for your health."

"Oh." Si Jin indeed put down her teacup, her fingertips dangling, and tapped the table sullenly. "But I'm so thirsty, Mr. Yu, will you compensate me?"

"I can offer you an additional zero interest rate."

A zero? That means there's no discount at all? Yu Linyuan is clearly trying to mess with Yu Sijin!

At the conference table, a group of people lowered their heads and drank tea, their faces showing more or less a hint of schadenfreude.

We're all businessmen, and it's common for us to feel resentful that others earn more than us.

In recent years, Jia Hui Real Estate has been the dominant player, and Yu Sijin has made a fortune, which has made them very unhappy.

Now, we've finally caught a joke to laugh at.

But when the contract was signed, everyone realized that when Yu Linyuan said to add a zero, it meant to give Si Jin a 30% discount.

Are you kidding me? In over a decade of business experience, the most I've ever given away was 9% of the profit.

They thought 3% was already a lot, but Yu Sijin actually had... 30%. This wasn't a discount, it was practically giving money away!

Mr. Wang couldn't bear to watch any longer and coughed lightly, "Mr. Yu, my throat doesn't feel good even when I drink strong tea."

Yu Linyuan can't possibly show favoritism in front of everyone.

But the next moment, Yu Linyuan shot him a sharp look: "Xiao Jiang, President Wang has a sore throat. When he leaves, give him an extra bottle of mineral water."

"..."

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Learn more about our ad policy or report bad ads.

About Our Ads

Comments


Please login to comment

Chapter List