Chen Lan's eyes turned cold as he glanced at the densely printed agreement on the floor and left the Rong Group with his assistant.
Back at the Yin Family, Chen Lan immediately reported the situation to Yin Shixiu.
Su Xiaomeng sat in the president's chair, while Yin Shixiu lay on a massage chair beside her.
Most of the business matters were handled by Su Xiaomeng, and only the difficult and undecidable ones were left to Yin Shixiu for a glance, to satisfy his cravings.
If this couple's working mode were to be told, it would probably cause a lot of laughter.
As soon as Chen Lan recounted the situation, before Yin Shixiu could speak, Su Xiaomeng said,
"So they're not taking our goodwill seriously? Fine, if he wants it later, don't give it to him."
Chen Lan chuckled lightly,
"Madam, I've already had Xiao Wang give the order."
Su Xiaomeng quickly looked up, winked at Chen Lan, pointed at him with her finger, and said with a smile,
"In sync."
