A gentleman walked in their direction and was fast approaching them, She didn't want to attract any attention but still, it wasn't something to avoid with her identity.
"Good evening Princess, nice seeing you here; I didn't expect to witness your presence today..." He stretched out his arm trying to shake her hand.
But Su Mao didn't even glance at him and noticing this, Peter Rowland hurriedly explained to ease the awkwardness between the two parties.
"He is Thailand's President 's son, Mr. Anong..." He introduced him to her thinking she would be attracted but no, it seemed she didn't want any connections tonight and what had brought her over was something else.
" Ohhh.. we need to talk, I don't have enough time... " She didn't glance at him nor did she shake his hand.
Mr Anong felt humiliated as he withdrew his hand hiding it away, he had heard a lot about Princess, and having her was like you have everything in the entire world but she seemed unreachable, she was very cold and distant, and all that mattered to her was business.
Peter Rowland pitied the gentleman and he tagged Su Mao away to a quiet corner, he had worked with Su Mao on several projects and knew how she behaved.
" Someone wants machine guns but it's another country's President... " He went straight to the point while his eyes roamed around lazily, but still with that low-key appearance, everyone was curious about who this was even though a few people could identify her from that logo mark.
" I'm not doing any machine gun business, right now, I'm focused on creating better sports cars, that's the kind of business that I want to hear about..." She stated her terms before two Arabic men walked forward in their direction. She kept her head bowed uninterested.
" But you do have a lot in the store right now and I know there are there... It's not like you are going to start manufacturing them at this minute. " He tried coercing her since the business sounded sweet and he could get something out of the transaction if it was successful.
" Yes Miss, we urgently need those machine guns. " One of the two Arabic men spoke out with a heavy Arabic accent in his broken English.
" I don't have any in my store and nor do I have plans of manufacturing them any time soon." She blatantly declined them, but three more Arabic men joined them.
"Princess, you can't decline our requests, what if we have a better deal to offer? One missile in exchange for mineral resources." They enticed her more as they went on chatting about how the land was rich in minerals and the vast benefits she would get out of that place.
How did they think they could easily convince her? They were only offering sweet lies and nothing much, if that place was that rich in mineral resources then the country wouldn't let it lay like that.
Even though they were trying to explain, something was wrong, why were they encircling her and not giving her some space, after a millisecond, she could smell a faint different scent. She could immediately tell it was poison.
"Mr. President, is this what you wanted to offer me as an apology? I'm disappointed in you." She frowned in annoyance as her bodyguard moved over, Peter Rowland flinched nervously, not only was he unable to decline the Arabs but he was in a precarious situation.
"Aaahh? Not really... They just wanted to inquire for themselves, what I will be offering you is different, you don't need to attend this party for me to present it to you..." He tried to calm the tense atmosphere but things were getting more tense rising the temperatures up.
"Then why did you invite me over so urgently?" Her eyes roamed around carelessly, she could tell there were many politicians around accompanied by their wives and secretaries.
"I just wanted to introduce you to various possible partners who you can work with in the future." He began sweating profusely, he was forced to invite her here but what else could he do being stuck in this kind of dilemma?
"Who said I need partners unless they want to support my car manufacturing company." She snorted coldly before walking away, the bodyguard interlocked her arm in his arm as they strolled away.
"Princess, the entire building is surrounded, we have positioned our guards all over and tackled them but still there are more hidden." He whispered across her ear worriedly.
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