"Damn, the audacity."
Li Lei glanced at Dan Biao and understood. The guy was playing dumb. It wasn't that he didn't know about the affair; he just didn't want to ask.
'Fine, you're slick. Our President Jia knows you, too, which means my plan to question Futong Commerce's management and get Li Yang to punish you is a no-go. But I can use this as an excuse not to cooperate with your work at Futong Commerce, right? Any support I could offer in the future? I'll just throw a wrench in the works instead. I can't beat you, but I can sure as hell make your life miserable, right?'
"President Shan, let's call it a day. I'll report what you just mentioned to the company. But, like I said, don't get your hopes up. Our budget is tight, and we've never offered this kind of promotional resource outside of a holiday season."
Dan Biao nodded. He wasn't holding out much hope anyway. Just as he was about to get up and leave, Li Lei's phone rang.
