She was bold and shameless. Sarah couldn't think of any other adjectives to describe these people except these two words in her brain at the moment.
She just arrived. One hurriedly pulled her in, the other was sitting on the sofa gracefully, looking at her who was in a hurry.
At the bottom of his eyes, it was the winner's dictatorship's smile.
"Hurry up! Mr. Randall said that he didn't want to talk about it. You should try to persuade him. Maybe he will nod at our proposal!"
Beside her, Melissa's crazy voice sounded. She was gnashing her teeth and pushing her hard. Her meaning was obvious.
Sarah quietly looked at the man in front of her.
His noble temperament was naturally formed. Every frown and smile was full of noble feeling. However, the means of holding people back was so despicable.
She suddenly found that the person couldn't be seen through.
"Since I'm here to talk about the project, Mr. Randall, can I ask you if you really want to sign a contract with our company?"
Bruce's eyebrows cocked and said, "It's true that I want to sign it."
He knew that using despicable means to force her would be despised by her, but he didn't care. He still looked relaxed.
In fact, Sarah may have already guessed those things that he thought would not be known.
"In that case, according to what you said, let's sign the contract now."
She pushed the document directly, and there was a pen on it.
Bruce looked at the scene. His narrow and deep eyes squinted, secretly gazing at Sarah. The bottom of his eyes hid a narrow smile.
"Although I say yes, I don't mean now. I want you to tell me about the interest turnover between projects. Understand?"
He pushed the contract back to her, with a harsh sneer on his lips.
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