"Huh... I'm not going to beat around the bush with you."
Miles pulled out a stack of documents from under the table and threw them in front of Lin Miao.
"My reforms are facing resistance. Nobody wants another government's mouth sprouting off; they're doing all they can to obstruct the engineering progress. I need someone to deal with this issue for me."
"This... I don't have many people under me, just a few I can use. If you take any more, I'll have no one left."
Lin Miao looked troubled.
"Why do I want them? I want you."
"Huh?"
Lin Miao, hearing this, grabbed his own lapel with both hands, feigning a bashful look.
"This... isn't it kind of inappropriate? I have a girlfriend."
Crazy...
Though Miles had indeed thought about it, seeing Lin Miao's reaction killed his appetite.
"You've been targeted by the Europeans. Right now, the only ones who can keep you alive are Military Science and New America. Let's make a deal."
She tapped the documents on the table with her finger.
