Liu Rufeng felt that Lu Chengwen was being far too blunt.
She knew he had suffered grievances in the Tianwu Clan, so he had deliberately demanded decision-making authority here, wanting to display his power and throw his weight around.
But with the bigger picture at stake, they were about to sign a contract with a multinational corporation. How could he undermine his own people like this? And he just would not let up—aggressive, sharp-tongued, and arrogant.
As Lu Chengwen and Li Zhen traded barbs, neither willing to give an inch,
Liu Rufeng could no longer sit still. "Cheng Wen, isn't that enough?"
Lu Chengwen turned around and looked at Liu Rufeng. "Enough of what?"
Liu Rufeng said, "I already told Li Zhen that you are in charge here. There's no need to keep making things difficult for him."
"Making things difficult for him?" Lu Chengwen was surprised. "You think I'm making things difficult for him?"
Liu Rufeng sighed helplessly. "Let's think about how to secure this afternoon's negotiation. Li Zhen, tell us what you think."
Li Zhen looked pleased with himself and was just about to speak when Lu Chengwen pointed at him. "Wait."
Then he walked up to Liu Rufeng. "What do you mean by that?"
Liu Rufeng had never been interrogated like this before, and she was immediately deeply displeased. "Lu Chengwen, watch your tone when you speak to me."
"I'm the one leading this. I'm the one responsible. You're just my secretary; even Jiang Shihan outranks you by several levels. What are you butting in for? What kind of attitude should I use with you?"
"This is business!" Liu Rufeng said. "Tianwu needs this deal!"
"Then if you can all make the decisions yourselves, what did you bring me here for?"
Lu Chengwen refused to yield. In