Wu Dao’s club swung gently.
The white ball sank into the pocket.
A smile appeared on his face.
He felt he had played well.
He took a puff from his cigar.
Wu Feng walked over. "Director Wu, there's news from Bingqing Cosmetics!"
Wu Dao's face showed a faint smile. "What's the situation?"
"Did Xia Bingqing agree to the collaboration?"
As he spoke, Wu Feng frowned, suddenly unsure how to explain.
His expression tensed.
He looked troubled.
Wu Dao, noticing this, didn't pay much attention. "Just tell me!"
Wu Feng nodded, hesitated for a moment, then spoke. "Director Wu, she... they still refused!"
"They said they are not willing to expand into the overseas market in the near future!"
"This..."
Wu Feng lowered his head uncontrollably.
Wu Dao, who had initially seemed unconcerned, suddenly grabbed his golf club and slammed it hard onto his desk.
*Clang, clang…*
The sound was piercing, and soon the desk surface was covered in scratches.
It looked worn and tattered.
Indeed, Wu Dao was furious, truly furious, looking as if he could devour someone.
"Good for you, Xia Bingqing, how dare you refuse me!"
"You truly don't know your place!"
"Bitch!"
Wu Dao cursed vehemently.
He slammed the club down several more times.
Releasing his anger.
At this moment, Wu Feng asked softly, "What… what do we do now?"
"Are we going to negotiate with them again?"
After venting, Wu Dao's expression returned to normal, and he said, word by word, "I don't give up easily on products I desire. You understand what I mean, right?"
Wu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded. "I… I understand!"
"Good, it's good that you understand!"
Wu Dao continued, "Bingqing Cosmetics' product is excellent, and I like it. If we can acquire it, we can capture a significant share of the overseas market and maximize our profits. So, we must get this product no matter what, don't you think?"
Wu Feng nodded. "I… I understand!"
"Then shall I negotiate with them again?"
Wu Dao pondered for a moment before saying, "Yes… negotiating like this is fine. Go ahead!"
"Give them one last chance!"
"If they refuse a toast and insist on a penalty, then don't blame us for being impolite!"
"Yes!"
Though Wu Dao had calmed down, a fire still burned within him.
A small company like Bingqing Cosmetics dared to refuse him?
Were they tired of living?
Wu Dao harbored an unprecedented rage towards Xia Bingqing, wishing he could teach her a harsh lesson immediately.
"Xia Bingqing, I am willing to give you a chance!"
"But you must not be ungrateful!"
"There won't be a third time!"
Wu Dao muttered to himself, his eyes glinting.
Now, he no longer concealed his killing intent.
Wu Feng returned to his office.
After composing himself, he took out his phone.
This time, he dialed Xia Bingqing's number.
Seeing an unfamiliar number, Xia Bingqing was about to ignore it.
However, as it kept ringing, she had no choice but to answer.
Connection established.
Wu Feng got straight to the point.
He stated his identity and his purpose.
Xia Bingqing hadn't expected Wu Feng to call her personal phone.
After a moment of surprise, she slowly said, "Assistant Wu, hello…"