"Some motherfucker actually dares to snatch a deal right out from under my nose. They must have a death wish! That fucking bitch, goddammit!"
A furious, irrepressible string of curses echoed through the antique-style teahouse.
Then, with a SMASH—
An expensive teacup was hurled to the ground, shattering into a thousand pieces.
Shards of porcelain scattered across the floor.
Facing his furious boss, the bespectacled Secretary Li's lips tightened as he tried to placate him:
"President Qi, please don't be angry. There must be some kind of misunderstanding. Let's contact President Xia first and figure out what happened."
"Figure it out? Isn't it fucking clear enough?! The contract's already been signed, and now that bitch won't even answer her phone. You useless piece of shit! I told you to watch them closely, and you didn't even know they'd signed the contract?"
Secretary Li's collar was snatched, and in an instant, he was lifted off his feet.
