Billionaire God of War

"Director Fan," Li Dong was angry inside but didn't show it on his face. "I'm the north regional manager for Lin Group, Li Dong. I contacted you earlier, this is my assistant." He pointed to Number 5 beside him.

Fan Luo just nodded and didn't even look up. "Oh it's you. What's the matter?"

Li Dong smiled and said, "Director Fan, it's about the Lin Group goods. The approval papers..."

"This is not an easy matter to settle," Fan Luo shook his head and waved his hands before Li Dong could finish his sentence. "Goods approval has to follow a process, and nowadays, the procedure for entering the market is very strict. Mr Li, you're an expert in this industry, so I'm sure you know better than me how strict it is. It's not possible."

Li Dong got angry inside. What did he mean by it was not possible?

Any region and any city could get this done. Even if it was done by the book, it would only be a matter of days.

And normally, if a major corporation was entering a market, the paperwork was usually processed more quickly. Why weren't they able to process Lin Group's paperwork here?

Dong sounded like he was in a difficult position. "Many documents need to be signed but all the authorized signatories are not

laughed and got

walked to Li Dong and narrowed his eyes into a strange smile. "Mr Li, are you trying to say that

you know how many things we have to handle everyday? To you, it's just a matter of signing

done, I still have many more people to go through on my side. All of you

displeased. "Since you say that you know all the procedures well, then go get everything else done first. Once you've completed everything else, it'll

"Director Fan..."

work to do, please leave," said Fan Luo with a cold expression

them 70% of the profits, he was quite sure that this process would be completed in an

70%. They didn't even have the right to ask for

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of profit

could only quietly pack their bags and leave the northern market. So the huge northern market was still controlled by the

nothing they could do. Either they lived