211. Chapter 211 No One Loves You, Then I Will Love You【7】

"Luo Anning, don't bully others too much——!" Roland was furious, slapped his palm on the table, and stood up.

She made it clear that she was deliberately making things difficult. Did she really think that as Young Mistress Rong, she could deal with her at will?

The palms of her hands gradually tightened, and a strong hatred burst out from her dark green eyes. She wished she could turn back time, and he should have killed her in the inn!

Save yourself the trouble now!

Compared to Roland's anger, Luo Anning seemed unusually indifferent and turned a blind eye to her anger. "Miss Roland is too harsh to bully others. I only look at the problem from the perspective of the company's interests. Did Miss Roland think she was involved?" What kind of personal feelings can't be contained in it?"

"This plan is already close to perfection. Why is it still being denied? Isn't it mixed with personal feelings?" Roland asked angrily.

Luo Anning chuckled and tapped her fingertips on the table, "I don't know how Miss Roland understands the word perfection. The so-called perfection means that MK maximizes profits, and Baina is just the employer who pays for it? Are you thinking too much? Naively, Baina is not a charity bank nor a chaebol to help your MK tide over difficulties. While maximizing profits, Baina should also enjoy reasonable or even exceeding estimated profits."

Did Roland really think she couldn't tell?

On the surface, this project was done perfectly, but behind the scenes, both the materials and the materials used were from companies affiliated with the Marquis of York.

It's just that Baina's money went from their pockets to MK.

She's not stupid enough to give money to MK.

Roland was stunned by her eloquent words and couldn't react for a moment. Luo Anning stood up lazily, walked to her, curled his lips and sneered: "Reject this plan. MK Bank can't come up with a reasonable solution within three days." Just keep changing the plan! Change it until I am satisfied, Baina has plenty of time to spend with you."

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After scolding Roland, Luo Anning was in a good mood. As soon as he returned to the hotel in the evening, Mr. Rong called.

"How are you today? Did you enjoy the meeting?" Mr. Rong's unique magnetic voice was even more confusing through the phone.

Luo An Ning picked up a glass of water and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Looking at the thousands of neon lights under her feet, she smiled slightly: "Happy, who asked Young Master Rong to delegate power to me? It's hard not to be happy."

"Since you are so happy, how should we, Mrs. Rong, thank me?"

"What do you want to thank me for?" Luo Anning took a sip of water and asked with a chuckle.

She knew that he was definitely not a good person who didn't ask for anything in return. No, he had just given her a taste of the sweetness and he was already asking for something in return.

Her words hit Young Master Rong's fancy, and a low and deep laughter came from the phone, "Young Master Rong, physical compensation is a good choice, what do you think?"

"Go to hell! Your mind is full of yellow trash! I'll ignore you."

"Honey, don't be angry. I've done it all before. There's nothing to be ashamed of, eh?"

"Who is shying away from you? Get lost!" Luo Anning blushed, holding her neck and yelled.

Fortunately, Rong Yan is not here, otherwise, why would he laugh for the rest of his life if he saw him?

"Okay, don't be shy if you're not shy." Young Master Rong rarely had the conscience to stop teasing, and changed the subject, "Did you miss me today?"

Isn’t this topic jumping a little too fast?

Luo Anning was embarrassed and her ears were slightly hot, "What about you, do you miss me?"