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?

required. But now I can't find the right people," Li Dong sounded like he was in a difficult position. "Many documents need to be signed but all the authorized signatories are not around, so the paperwork

Luo laughed and got up from his

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

many things we have to handle everyday? To you, it's just a matter of signing papers. But you're just one company. Do you know how many companies we have to

All of you have to get in line like everyone else. We don't give anyone special privileges here, and everything is

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 eventually reach this place. Without the proper

"Director Fan..."

Fan Luo with a cold expression on his face

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them could only quietly pack their bags and leave the northern market.

could do. Either they lived with it, or