"What about the transaction time?"
"The afternoon after tomorrow."
Haywood frowned, "That's impossible, you have no idea how much it costs us to transport those agents to the Acid Rain Zone."
"No no no," Su Huan waved a finger, "You need to trust the company's capabilities."
"Six o'clock the afternoon after tomorrow, one second late and I'll treat you to a grand bonfire show."
Su Huan ended with a threat that was anything but a smile.
As Haywood left, he kept thinking that this transaction was a complete disaster, the other side knew his hand better than he did.
How are we supposed to negotiate like this?
Leaving the logistics center, he even felt a sense of relief inside.
As they got into the car, a follower behind him suddenly said, "This guy knows so much about the company, could he possibly..."
