"Mr. Dong, what's the situation?"
"He doesn't admit to smuggling and tax evasion, and he claims his refined sugar has a legitimate origin..." Pei Jian glanced at the departing figure of Lin Miao and said.
"So, what does Mr. Dong plan to do next?" Zhuo Qingfeng paused for a moment and asked.
"Since he says so, just let it be." Pei Jian withdrew his gaze, instructed the driver, "Let's go, we're going back."
The cooperation between both parties was initially unequal. Pei Jian wanted to bring Lin Miao under his control, but the other party is a proud and talented young man; how could he easily bow and submit?
...
Lin Miao naturally understood Pei Jian's intention. He wanted to use this to manipulate him; dreaming. Although he had helped him before, could such a small favor make him surrender and pledge allegiance?
Dream on.
He still remembered that Mr. Pei was present that day, and if Mr. Xue succeeded, Mr. Pei was an accomplice too.
Just apologizing would settle everything?
