"Mr. Lin, please have mercy, you absolutely can't do this. I don't want to go to Iceland again; I've had enough of the cold there." He Jinsheng almost cried, pleading.
Seeing this, the people around couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This He Jinsheng tried to act superior earlier, now he's totally embarrassed himself.
Mr. Lin is incredible, specializes in dealing with such pretentious types.
What elite, in front of Lin Fan, aren't they just going to kneel.
Lin Fan was a bit surprised. He mentioned sending He Jinsheng to Iceland as a joke, he didn't even know He Jinsheng's boss, how could he possibly suggest it to his boss.
Unexpectedly, his casual joke scared He Jinsheng so much that he knelt down, making Lin Fan feel both amused and helpless.
"Alright, I was just saying casually." Lin Fan replied blandly, "Everyone, please be seated; let's continue the meeting."
After speaking, Lin Fan ignored He Jinsheng, found an empty seat nearby, and sat down.
