Las Vegas.
Liu Guanquan was playing golf with a few Americans. He had just discussed the plan for the new casino, and today he was frequently scoring points, feeling very good.
His assistant took a call from China and handed the phone to Liu Guanquan, "Boss, it's a call from the domestic general manager."
Liu Guanquan took it and said a couple of sentences before quickly walking to the side and asking, "Gu Family wants to terminate the contract? For what reason?"
Not sure what the other side said, Liu Guanquan swung his club and knocked over a table, "To hell with their quality control. If customs can pass it, then why can't the Gu Family? Gu Yikun is just making trouble! Do those black Africans deserve such good things? Even if every product has flaws, aren't those black people still fighting to buy them!"
Liu Zhixia said, "Dad, the Gu Family is the client. What can we do? I want to discuss it with Gu Yikun, but I can't get an appointment with his secretary."
