Mingdai no longer wants Mo Tingchuan to leave with nothing; she wants him to fall back down just as he got up.
Merchants prioritize profit and naturally choose the terms that are more advantageous to them.
Moreover, these long-term clients have been cooperating with Mo Tingchuan until now thanks to the Ming family's connections. If Ming Dai wants to undermine this foundation, the clients will likely reconsider.
He Yaonian had seen Ming Dai at the end of the coffee shop corridor as soon as she entered.
Mingdai, however, was completely absorbed in talking to the man opposite her, her voice brimming with enthusiasm and eloquence.
The last time I saw her like this, she was trying her best to secure a small, not-so-great project for Mo Tingchuan, and she was very humble.
She didn't have to do that.
He Yaonian believed that Mingdai never learned her lesson; that sarcastic remark about love relieving pain was practically etched onto her forehead.
She nearly lost her life this time, but she still forgot the pain once the wound healed and continued to dedicate herself to Mo Tingchuan like a moth drawn to a flame.
Let her do whatever she wants.
He Yaonian got up and left.
Mingdai had just finished talking with her client when she turned her head and noticed that the tall figure about to leave the coffee shop looked a lot like He Yaonian.
She was so excited she almost shouted it out.
Regardless of whether it was He Yaonian or not, she had to chase after him to see.
Mingdai hurriedly apologized to the client and then chased after him.
He Yaonian's Bentley was parked on the side of the road, very close to the coffee shop, and the car door was already open.
Mingdai was able to identify He Yaonian solely based on this car.
"Third Uncle!"
The quiet street was deserted. Mingdai's voice was very loud, and even after she had shouted herself hoarse, she was still afraid that He Yaonian would run away.
She pounced on him like the wind and grabbed the hem of He Yaonian's suit jacket.
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