Pei Sheng pressed her lips tightly into a line.
Ye Qingluo folded his arms around his chest, and gave him a half-smile look, with an indifferent expression.
The entire second floor fell into silence.
No one spoke to break the deadlock at this time.
The atmosphere became more and more solemn.
It made everyone feel a little depressed.
However, City Lord Lu did not speak.
The executive elder did not speak either.
The senior from Hell Palace didn't speak either.
Others are even more afraid to take the lead in making a sound.
That's it, silence for a while.
Pei Sheng couldn't stand the pressure. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm sorry... I was wrong."
"You're right, how could you be wrong?" Ye Qingluo chuckled, with a cold attitude.
Pei Sheng's body trembled slightly, and he even bent his waist: "I'm sorry, Ah Luo, I know I was wrong... I was really wrong..."
Ye Qingluo half-closed her charming eyes, stared at Pei Sheng for a while, and then said quietly: "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"
Pei Sheng froze again and did not answer.
Ye Qingluo glanced at Lao Lie.
Lao Lie understood, reached out his hand to hook Pei Sheng's shoulder, and helped him up.
Pei Sheng straightened up.
A pair of wandering eyes met Ye Qingluo's slightly indifferent charming pupils.
"You don't have to apologize to me. If you think you are right, then you are right." Ye Qingluo looked at him and said calmly.
Pei Sheng looked into her eyes.
In my heart, it seemed that something was churning.
For a moment, he closed his eyes forcefully, his tone was very slow: "I know I was wrong, I shouldn't be so impulsive, I shouldn't take Jubao's future, just to vent this bad breath..."
The expression on Pei Sheng's face was very complicated.
"I know what you mean, A Luo, you hope that I can face everything calmly, and that I won't be led by the nose by other people..."
After waking up from the rage.
Pei Sheng knew he was impulsive.
But, he doesn't regret it.
Because he would never allow anyone to insult his father.
Can…
When facing Ye Qingluo's flat tone of questioning.
But he couldn't justly say, "I know I was wrong, but I don't regret it".
he knows.
What Ye Qingluo said was angry.
He was angry that he knew the rules of the auction conference, but he did it impulsively.
With this move, Jubao Trading House has no qualifications to participate in the auction conference.
His impulsiveness not only harmed Jubao Trading Company.
It also hurt Ye Qingluo.
This recognition made Pei Sheng feel even more guilty: "I should keep your words in mind... I should use actions to justify Jubao's name, instead of acting impulsively..."
But, things have happened.
The ones he beat up were the sons of the top three trading houses in the trading industry.
It can be ranked in the top ten among many trading houses.
The power behind it cannot be underestimated.
It is absolutely impossible for those families to allow Jubao to continue participating in the auction...
Seeing the guilt on Pei Sheng's face, it was obvious that he had understood his impulsive mistake.
The expression on Ye Qingluo's face softened a little.
She leaned over and patted Pei Sheng's shoulder lightly.
It seemed to be comforting Pei Sheng.
However, when she approached Pei Sheng, she lowered her voice and heard it in Pei Sheng's ears: "You have to know that you are representing the entire Jubao Trading Company, and your every move will be watched by others. These four Personally, when Jubao Trading was glorious, you should be good brothers who can talk about everything."
Pei Sheng tensed up suddenly.