"Mr. Jin, why is that?" Liou Rumei asked from the other side.
"If I sign with you, my business will be despised by all the people." Jin Taizhong sneered, "Don't you see the situation clearly? No one in South Korea will welcome you."
"That's why we flew all the way from Huaxia." Liou Rumei calmly replied, "Mr. Jin, as a businessman, if you're still influenced by the political situation in your judgments, that's truly a failure."
Jin Taizhong's expression had turned completely cold, "Mr. Liou, yet here you are, begging me to sign?"
"You've got it wrong." Liou Rumei stood up, smiling: "I've never begged you; you don't deserve it."
"Let's go."
Seeing Liou Rumei about to leave with her people, a fire of anger ignited in Jin Taizhong's heart—this woman dared to defy him?
Such insolence, and this woman is so beautiful too...
For a moment, Jin Taizhong had ill intentions.
