This is bliss (The end)

"How about it, Mastermo?" 

Zhihao couldn't help but mentally roll his eyes as he heard this man. 

They had only met about ten or twenty minutes ago, but it seemed that this confident youth was a bit too interested in Zhihao and Zhihao was certainly not enjoying this special treatment. 

"I'm sorry but I would have to decline your offer," Zhihao pushed the file back towards the man as he politely rejected and got ready to stand up, however, the man sitting in front of him stopped him as he covered Zhihao's hand with his own. 

"Think about it carefully," The man spoke with a small smirk, "This might just do you and your company good." 

The man softly squeezed Zhihao's hand as if trying to reassure him or something, however, this action seemed to have pissed Zhihao off. 

"Excuse me?" Zhihao's eyes narrowed down on the man's hand that was covering his own, "Please let go of me."