"Heh, if you think President Lu is too young to negotiate with confidence and you prefer talking to someone older, you can negotiate with me," said the village chief with a chuckle.
Lu Youxi almost lost her temper, but the village chief had already reacted before she could.
She knew the village chief was definitely capable.
But President Hu scowled; who would want to talk to this old man?
"President Lu, President Fang, are you looking down on me?" President Hu sneered as he slammed his glass down on the table, spilling some beer on the table and on the back of his hand.
"As a client you are trying to win over, and being so much older than President Lu, I took the initiative to toast a young lady like you," President Hu sneered repeatedly. "What, am I not good enough for you?"
"I'm giving you face by calling you President Lu," President Hu said coldly.
Seeing that neither Lu Youxi nor the village chief was speaking, President Hu thought Lu Youxi was scared.