"That's enough." Seeing Xiao Yuan's unhappy expression, Ji Min stepped in to smooth things over. "Ding Ya, Thirteen and I took the Chun Prefecture project. If you really want it, we can discuss it privately later."
"Heh, can you handle a project this big, Young Master Ji?" Ding Ya shot Old Ninth a slightly provocative glance and smiled thoughtfully. "To tell you the truth, I've already spoken to the Old Man about this project. I only want a third of it."
Her superior attitude made the people from Chun Prefecture very uncomfortable.
She claimed she had come to discuss it, but it felt more like an announcement.
By comparison, even Yang Pan's amiable manner seemed much more charming.
They were all direct-line descendants of Guotai Min'an. Guan Lei was iron-blooded, Yang Pan was calm and good at putting on an act, but the Ding Family's young lady was rather aggressive.
Old Ninth rose impatiently and took Yu Leer's hand firmly. "Tell him to call me himself. Otherwise, I'm not accepting it."
He was certain the Old Man would not personally call to secure benefits for a junior.
Even if he wanted Ding Ya to take the project, he would not admit it.
Guotai Min'an cared about their dignity. Calling to demand a project for a junior? The Old Man could not afford that humiliation.
If she had not brought Zhu Le'er into it, Old Ninth would have shown her some respect.
Instead, she had chosen the very person who should never have been there to discuss this.
"Ahem." Guan Ming tugged Ding Ya's sleeve, signaling her to stop.
The others might not know, but he knew Old Ninth's temper better than anyone.
If she kept talking, Lei Zi might ambush them the moment they stepped outside.
"Sister Ding, forget it.