"So you're An Lan, Director An. It really is a pleasure to meet you," Ouyang Yan extended her hand with a lift of her red lips, widening into a curve, "But wasn't Zhan Ting supposed to personally discuss the collaboration with me today?"
Halfway through reaching out her hand, An Lan keenly sensed the hostility in Ouyang Yan's words and lightly rested her hand upon Ouyang Yan's fingers, speaking unhurriedly.
"Miss Ouyang, Zhan Ting has already clearly rejected your company, yet you still wish to talk about collaboration. Zhan Ting didn't want to make things too unpleasant, so he sent me instead."
After she finished speaking, she calmly withdrew her hand, "Also, Miss Ouyang, this is a company. You and Zhan Ting are merely acquaintances; there's no need to be so affectionate. Otherwise, I can't help but question your professionalism and Ouyang Corporation's sincerity."
Smiling faintly, An Lan continued.