Ge Man looked at Wu Bin with an expression full of disdain.
"My grandfather has already agreed to invest in you, why waste any more words, do you still want to negotiate terms with us?"
There was something domineering about Ge Man's attitude when she spoke.
On reflection, she indeed had the capital to speak like this.
After all, they were willing to invest twenty million, not just two thousand.
The majority of the people present had no resistance to this twenty million.
If someone was willing to give them twenty million, what did it matter if they spoke in a domineering manner? Even if they directly insulted you, many people would still be willing to accept it.
But Wu Bin clearly was not that kind of person.
The smile on Wu Bin's face, which had been present just moments ago, vanished as soon as he heard what Ge Man had to say.
Wu Bin sat back on the sofa opposite, visibly relaxing.