He wore a look of disgust, full of an indignation that questioned how anyone could fail the "C260 test."
Qian Zidan chuckled and chimed in, "So what you're saying is, you planned to eat the sugar coating and send the cannonball back, eh?"
Zhang Hancheng shot another glare at Qian Zidan. *So talkative, are we? Then go talk outside.*
Qian Zidan gave a sheepish smile and promptly shut his mouth.
Zhang Zhanhui flinched and said, "I didn't really think of it like that. He was giving me money—cold, hard cash—so I figured I might as well take it and just string him along."
"So I swear, I never gave him any useful, classified information. The security measures at our institute are extremely strict."
"We're checked every time we enter or leave. The institute is covered in surveillance cameras and access control systems. It's very difficult to sneak any data out."
Qian Zidan frowned slightly.
