"Hello, Chairman Qi!"
"Chairman Qi, you're so young! If my own rascal of a son were even a tenth as outstanding as you, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
"Chairman Qi, I was wondering what changes are in store for the building next year. Our company's lease is expiring soon, and we'd like to renew for another two years."
The moment Qi Sheng drew near, this group of middle-aged men, mostly in their forties, began shamelessly showering him with flattery.
'What's the use of pride? Can you eat it?'
For businessmen like them, who reeked of money, profit was the only thing they truly answered to.
"President Zhou is in charge of the building's operations and management. I'm confident he will give you all a reasonable quote."
"In principle, I'd naturally prefer the rent to be as high as possible. That would also help attract more Fortune 500 companies to move in, which would create a mutually beneficial environment for everyone, wouldn't it?"
