The stout man's face changed drastically upon hearing An Lan's identity. Beside him, Di was still looking up with his neck outstretched, wearing a face full of arrogance, as if he wasn't afraid that the company would hold him accountable.
An Lan gave Di a thoughtful look.
At this time, still so calm, either he was foolish, or he truly had nothing to fear. Meanwhile, the stout man fidgeted, attempting to explain.
"Misunderstanding, all misunderstanding. We never meant to insult the people of Z Country, and as for the contract, we can continue to talk. We can also talk about the issue with the share division."
Di looked at the stout man in disbelief, scolding in a low voice with a stream of Spanish curses. The stout man whispered explanations to Di. An Lan, having enjoyed the drama, spoke calmly and unhurriedly.