Although the weather in September was still very hot, the private room had its air conditioning on, creating a cool and pleasant atmosphere. However, as soon as Fu Mingyu spoke, Song Ruhai was immediately drenched in sweat.
Ah Cheng's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and had it not been for Qin Yuji holding him back, he might have rushed forward to throw Fu Mingyu down from the 16th floor of the Mingfeng Building.
Qin Yuji was not angry nor did she lose her temper. Her calm gaze slid across Fu Mingyu's face, and with a shallow smile she said, "Since President Fu believes so, then let's just agree with that."
As she spoke, Qin Yuji tapped on the letter of intent, "All the terms that we have just discussed are negotiable, except for this one, which is non-negotiable."
After taking a sip of water, Qin Yuji leaned back into the soft chair, her gaze looking directly at Fu Mingyu with an equanimity that left everything up to his decision.