"Respectfully, Mr Zhong, I request a reconsideration regarding your decision," Your palms lay flat against the cold table in the meeting room, and your eyes fight a silent battle with his across the table.

"Why must I, respectfully asking?" He cocks his head towards you, a smug expression on his face. It's clear as day that he did not come here to hear anyone to dissent his decision on the company's new development campaign.