The Real Idiot

"What's the matter? Just say it." Yun Lintian sat on the chair and yawned. He looked at Feng Yi opposite him impatiently.

Feng Yi poured himself a cup of tea and said with a smile, "I'll be frank. Since Young Master Ye is a member of the Ye clan, I wonder if we can collaborate in business?"

Yun Lintian frowned and spoke coldly, "Are you mocking me? You've known that I'm just a mere illegitimate son of that man. Do you think I have the authority?" He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, your Feng clan is involved in the food industry. Why don't you find the Wang clan instead? They're clearly the better choice."

Feng Yi's heart skipped a beat and thought... This bastard shouldn't have known about it, right? He forced a smile and looked pitiful. "It's not that we didn't try before. As you know, they're considered a giant in this field. Do you think they would stoop so low as to cooperate with a small clan like ours?"