The tea was freshly brewed and set out again.
Lu Chengwen drank a sip with a stern face and muttered, "Still tastes like horse piss."
Li Zhen was practically furious to death.
This Lu Chengwen who had descended out of nowhere, with no one knowing his identity, had swaggered in and immediately started picking faults with him.
And neither of the two Saintesses stopped him.
But Li Zhen noticed something: the expressions of Liu Rufeng and Liu Ruyan, the two Saintesses, suggested that they too thought Lu Chengwen was making too much of a fuss. They just seemed unable to speak up and stop him.
This caused Li Zhen to misjudge the situation yet again.
He sat properly and looked at Lu Chengwen. "The tea is already the best we have. And since you're the person in charge, you've been nitpicking these trivial matters ever since you came in. Shouldn't we discuss the investment? We're negotiating this afternoon! Who exactly gets the final say!? Did you come here to taste tea, or to discuss business?"
Lu Chengwen said, "The tea is business. Your suit is business. Your secretary's stockings are business. Even this trashy junk food is business. Even your attitude toward me is business."
"You... no, you..."
"Call me CEO Lu!" Lu Chengwen glared.
Li Zhen had no choice. "Fine! CEO Lu! My reception wasn't thoughtful enough, all right? Let's talk business! This investment is very important to our Tianwu! Extremely important! That app is about to go international, and the returns will definitely be substantial! We..."
Lu Chengwen looked at him. "Bring me every document the other side submitted concerning this project, along with your financial reports and information on your main investment projects from the past year. I want to see all of it."
Li Zhen shot