The smile on Dongfang Mu's face froze. What he wanted was Godkiller, not Qiao Yin!
"No, President Lu, find someone else. I can't possibly give you Godkiller. Even if I were willing to, she wouldn't comply with you."
"Aren't you Godkiller's boss? Just convince her then."
Dongfang Mu was speechless, looking at him: "You think I'm you, overly confident and arrogant, able to manipulate whoever you want? Godkiller is just a hired worker, I don't have the capability to convince her into doing something she doesn't want to do!"
"If Godkiller is not part of your bargaining chip, then you have no qualifications for this negotiation. You may leave."
Dongfang Mu remained seated: "I think I am qualified."
Lu Lingche ignored him, calling his bodyguard instead: "Yu Fei, throw Dongfang Mu out. His legs might be broken; he can't walk."
Yu Fei immediately approached, directly picking up Dongfang Mu and marching him out.