"Didn't you tell me there were no fees for Wanlong Square? Didn't you say they'd never do a promotion outside of the holidays? Then what the hell is this with Airex?"
Dan Biao was on the verge of tears. He also wanted to know where this Yang Hui guy came from. He could handle Xinyue Square, sure—that was President Tian looking out for him. But how was the general manager of Wanlong Square looking out for him, too? He'd thought Yang Hui just had connections at Xinyue Square. Who knew the bastard could pull strings everywhere?
"Say something! Why are you acting mute? I don't really care if the Airex store at this mall has poor sales; the targets I set for it weren't high anyway. What we need right now is to go all out and boost sales for NLB. What's the meaning of you giving me this approval form? Are you messing with me?"
Dan Biao didn't know how to explain. As if he'd dare to mess with Li Yang; it was clear that he was the one being played by Yang Hui.
