Billionaire God of War

Yang Ming was supposed to come personally and beg. Since he hadn't begged yet, Jiang Ning wasn't letting him in.

Jiang Ning never allowed any negotiation. Everything he said had to be followed to the letter.

"Yes, Mr Jiang," replied the man in charge at the teahouse and went off to reply Yang Ming.

Lin Yuzhen and the rest looked at Jiang Ning and knew that since Jiang Ning wanted to teach Yang Ming a good lesson, they weren't going to object. In any case, this data was theirs for sure. With this data in hand, Lin Group would be able to successfully create a new product with their latest technology. This would be their greatest weapon to enter the northern market.

Yang Ming was standing at the entrance to the teahouse and feeling very antsy.

Jiang Ning didn't conceal his whereabouts.

Otherwise Yang Ming would never have found him no matter how hard he tried, and could only wait for death to befall him at home.

When he saw the man in charge walk out, he stood up and smiled sheepishly as he asked politely, "How is it? Will CEO Lin see me?"

In the past, he wouldn't even have cared about some fellow in charge of a teahouse. But now Yang Ming kept a very polite face on. "I'm sorry, they said that they don't need the things from you. Please leave."

Yang Ming's face instantly paled.

said, "No! Please

help me to put in a good word! Just let me go in! I just need

man in charge scoffed. "Who do you I am? Do you think I can do you such a favor? Besides,

Yang Ming swallowed hard.

in and I'll beg them myself! Please? I beg you!

now. He pulled a card and stuffed it secretly into

eyebrow. He didn't say anything and walked back in. Yang Ming finally let out

a while, the man in charge came out again.

thanked the man in charge profusely.

out that card he received earlier and also patted his own chest. It was a card for $500,000, and Jiang Ning said that

wrong. He looked at Jiang Ning

person with the biggest say in Lin Group would be Lin Yuzhen, but it

in front of Jiang Ning, Yang Ming suddenly felt like his neck was rather cold. It felt like someone had placed a knife against his neck. "Director Yang," Jiang Ning put down his teacup and looked at

no no, I'm just the Deputy Director," Yang Ming quickly corrected him. He was bowed

frightened that she had gone into such a frenzy, then a mere

Jiang Ning. "You're in charge

yes," Yang Ming

analyzed data for the

pocket and placed it neatly on the table. "This is the analyzed data for the northern market