She couldn't figure it out.
Weren't they getting along well just a week ago?
"..." The other side was silent for a moment before saying, "Someone offered us chips that cost half as much as your company's and are of better quality."
"Half the price, and better quality?" Iris Harris sneered, "Are they doing business at a loss with you?"
She was in charge of these chips, so she naturally knew how much it cost to make them.
Half the price, and better quality? That means they don't need to make a profit at all.
A thought flashed in Iris's mind, and she gritted her teeth, "Is that client named Hyde?"
The other party was stunned, and a hint of confusion flashed in their eyes, a light that appeared out of surprise at Iris Harris guessing correctly.
Iris quickly understood that she had guessed right.
She gritted her teeth, feeling the veins on her temples pounding, almost at her limit.
Competing with her in the business district was one thing.
