Quan Yan naively thought that Chi Mingwei had fallen for his trap when he heard his words. "I just can't bear to see you being dragged down by Quan Jue. Mr. Chi, can you give me the formula in three days?"
Chi Mingwei smiled brightly. "It won't take that long. Give me your contact information and I'll send you the formula tonight."
Quan Yan was thrilled. He stared at Chi Mingwei as if he was looking at a fool. After saying a few more perfunctory words, he immediately clinked glasses with Chi Mingwei and watched him leave the private room.
Chi Mingwei quickly left the bar and returned to his car.
Closing the car door with a bang, his face immediately revealed anger. "Quan Yan, do you really think I'm a fool?"
Xiao Lu had been waiting for him. Seeing that he was angry, he asked carefully, "Sir, what happened?"
"Quan Yan wants me to give him the formula for the anti-aging cosmetics developed by the 007 Laboratory," Chi Mingwei said calmly.
