"I..." Zheng Dong was instantly speechless.
When he had first returned, he had indeed said those words!
But now that he knew Jiang Xinghai's identity, how could he dare step forward to uphold justice?
'Justice has always been decided by the strong,' he thought.
"I'm sure your hot pot restaurant has plenty of security cameras installed, right?" Jiang Xinghai tossed away his cigarette butt and glanced around the hall.
"Yes, we do," Zheng Dong answered, a bit dazed.
Jiang Xinghai asked coldly, "The private rooms have them too, right?"
Zheng Dong was in a tough spot. Installing cameras in private rooms was a violation of privacy and was generally not allowed.
But he had indeed installed the pinhole type.
"Yes or no?" Jiang Xinghai asked again.
"Yes!" Zheng Dong didn't dare to lie.
