Qi Lei swiftly stood up and left the meeting room in huge strides. He was still as unruly as before, doing things as he pleased!
His cold figure quickly vanished out of the door. Qi Qiming's gaze subconsciously dimmed, but in the end, he reined in his disappointment as he took a deep breath and said coldly, "Let's resume the meeting."
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An hour later, after the meeting ended, in the backyard of the Qi residence.
"Master, we've miscalculated! Qi Lei's project in City B was unexpectedly fruitful. In fact, even City B's Li Corporation is taking part in it. I think there's more to this. That foreign businessman isn't a fool either. Why would he sign a contract with Qi Lei at such a time? He wouldn't do this even if water got into his head, would he?" Morrison rushed over and said through gritted teeth.
"What did you say?" Qi Feng, who was holding his cup of coffee, stopped what he was doing and stared coldly at Morisson.