"..."
Lin Tian held his breath, puffing up his cheeks on both sides.
"Mr. Chen, are you kidding me? I thought you knew what was inside the Luban Lock," Lin Tian said.
Chen Moxiang smiled brightly, "Please repeat my last sentence."
Lin Tian thought for a moment, "Our Security Management Institute only executes tasks; as for what's inside, we have no right to inquire."
"That's what I wanted to tell you," Chen Moxiang replied.
"..." Lin Tian was speechless again. Was this considered a warning?
"Alright, in the face of national interests, my personal desires mean nothing. If I get my hands on the Luban Lock, I swear I won't entertain any ideas about it," Lin Tian said seriously.
Chen Moxiang was very pleased and patted Lin Tian on the shoulder, saying, "Well, you are teachable."
...
Every time Lin Tian had a meal at home, it always felt lively, like he was surrounded by a harem.
Today's dinner was especially lively.
