As a result, the air pressure dropped sharply!! Feng Yulan, who was in charge of the Middle East arms market, was already sweating profusely while standing in front of the projection. His customer had previously proposed to lower the price, so now that the boss is unhappy, should he continue to report it?
Do you want to report at this tragic moment!!! Will he become cannon fodder! Will he!!
Bai Yanbing half lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly. He was holding the phone in his hand, his joints turning white.
Assistant Chen silently looked at his mobile phone, his heart trembling...
Boss...don't...don't crush it!
Their owner was silent for a while, then he actually got up and walked out of the conference room with his cell phone, leaving the group behind and dialed back while walking!
A group of people gasped, what's going on now?! Is the boss who hung up the phone asking for mercy?! Really!!! Who is the other party?!!
Bai Yanbing stood outside the conference room, with long flowing hair and a straight Tang suit. Although his face was cold, there was still a smile in his eyes, indicating that the man who was hung up on was in a good mood.
Jiang Zimo was holding her cell phone as if she were holding a Buddha statue, with an extremely solemn expression. But the next second, the "Buddha statue" actually rang. She was so frightened that her legs softened, and she actually knelt on the ground, wrapped in a tight skirt.
Holding her pert buttocks, you can see from the back that she is a pretty woman with graceful lines.
Jiang Zimo took a deep breath and cleared his throat before answering the phone: "Sir, what should I call you?"
Want to be official? She has met many clients, so she still knows this bit of public relations etiquette!
The smile in Bai Yanbing's eyes became more and more obvious: "My surname is Bai."
"Well." Jiang Zimo took another deep breath, "That's right, Mr. Bai, I was indeed the one who hit your car yesterday. But..." Jiang Zimo couldn't help but gritted his teeth.
"Do you need to give me three six-six hits?"
Listening to the roaring voice on the phone that couldn't hold back his emotions, Bai Yanbing raised the corner of his mouth: "This is indeed the cost of repairing the car."
Jiang Zimo clenched his fist: "A reflector requires three numbers of six or six? Mr. Bai, I also own a car and have repaired cars. This is not how you want to blackmail people."
Bai Yanbing's entire face softened. The winter sunlight was not dazzling, coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. He happened to be standing in the white sunlight. Even he himself didn't notice that the corner of his mouth was already smiling:
"Mine is a Maybach. There are no parts in China and it needs to be returned to the factory for repair."
“Pfft——” Six hundred and sixty thousand for a broken headlight!
Jiang Zimo instantly felt her bank card bleed in front of her!!
Jiang Zimo covered his heart: "What if...I said...I don't have so much money for the time being...!"
Damn, now she finally knows that being poor is not easy. No, it has only been two months since she had a falling out with her parents, and she can't hold it anymore.
But deep down, the eldest lady's temper has not changed. Look, she is so arrogant even when she speaks softly.
No money?----Someone suddenly remembered the wad of pink bills she threw to him in the hotel that night.
If you don't have money to pay for repairs, you have money to pay for it.
Bai Yanbing directly extended his "olive branch": "Specific compensation matters can be negotiated in person."
Jiang Zimo gritted his teeth: "I! No! Time!"
Bai Yanbing was extremely patient: "Did Miss Jiang choose to go through the legal process?"
Jiang Zimo's blood boiled all over, and his hair almost stood on end. He squeezed the phone tightly: "Tomorrow! Tomorrow afternoon!!"