After changing the price, Liu Xuehong glanced at Aso Jun and said pretentiously: "Mr. Aso, if you have the courage, continue to follow."

Aso Shunhun shrugged nonchalantly, then with a big stroke of his pen, he wrote down one hundred and eighty dollars, and said to Liu Xuehong with a smile: "Mr. Liu, I've changed it."

This is Fujitsu's first battle to regain lost ground. Chief Mori Korokuro has already told him that he must win this order at all costs!

Fujitsu is a century-old company, one of the top 50 companies in the world, with an annual revenue of more than 30 billion US dollars, and it cannot afford to lose money.

In an instant, Liu Xuehong's complexion turned pale, and there was a burst of pain in his heart, as if he had eaten ten pounds of coptis.

Aso Jun followed so neatly, which was really a huge blow to him.

Unlike his pretentiousness and bluffing, Aso Shun really didn't tell lies, and the authority Fujitsu gave him was indeed high enough.

Now he really felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if the Aso Jun in front of him was a black hole that could not be seen to the end. No matter how hard he tried, he would be swallowed up completely without leaving any trace.

"We at Qingtian Communications will never give up."

After saying these cruel words, Liu Xuehong left without looking back.

Why would he stay any longer?

Humiliating yourself?

But, he will definitely come back.

Li Renyu stared at this scene dumbly, is it over?

Is it over so quickly?

In just a flash of God's effort, everything was completely wiped out, and the winner was decided?

It was so fast that he was overwhelmed.

Even how he reported to the director, and how he signed the contract with Aso Jun on behalf of the bureau, Li Renyu felt like a dream, and he was at a loss.

At eight o'clock that evening, Wangfu Hotel.
Chapter completed!