But she was wrong; the difficult client did not stop after leaving Chenxing Studio. Early the next morning, he headed straight to Langxing Group. The situation Xia Lu imagined, where her tough stance would make him back down, simply didn't exist, at least not with him.
"Get your boss out here." The man stood in the lobby, shouting angrily at the front desk.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Are you deaf? Can't you hear what I'm saying? Get your boss out here!" he shouted loudly, attracting the attention of passersby. Everyone was clueless about what was happening, exchanged glances, whispered among themselves, and quickened their pace to leave the place.
"I'm sorry, sir. I just wanted to ask if you have an appointment. If not, I'm afraid Mr. Jin isn't available to meet you right now." The receptionist, professionally trained, maintained a smiling face and spoke gently, even when faced with such a rude person.
