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Hearing a burst of hurried footsteps on the luxurious oriental carpet, Wei Feili looked up from her desk, leaned on the back of the purple leather swivel chair and looked at the oncoming vice president. "How about it?" He asked impatiently. "Did they announce whose bid was the lowest?"
The vice president punched the shiny mahogany table. "Xin's bid is the lowest," he said bitterly. "The national car company is signing a contract with him to make Zinnick their car audio supplier. Just because that guy Sinnick bid 30 thousand less than us! " He took a deep breath and gnashed his teeth. "That son of a bitch won the 50 million contract only one percentage point lower than us."
Wei Feili's aristocratic face froze slightly, and only the hard lines of his chin revealed the boiling anger in his heart. "This is the fourth time this year that he stole our big business. What a coincidence, isn't it? "
"What the hell!" The vice president snorted. "It's no coincidence, you know, Philip. There must be a mole in our company. Tell Zinnick our rock bottom price in secret, so that he can beat us by a narrow margin. Only six people under my command know the bottom price of our bid, and there must be a mole among them. "
Philip tilted his silver hair high. ...
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