After reaching a verbal agreement, Li Qian politely declined Zhao Xiwei's dinner invitation and left the Jiangnan Province Public Security Bureau.
Watching Li Qian's departing figure, she returned to her uncle's office. "So? You didn't get much of a bargain. A little disappointed?"
"To be honest, strictly speaking, I didn't want to take that kind of advantage," Zhao Yong sighed, his gaze also following the direction Li Qian had gone.
"Oh? Since when did you have a change of heart?" Zhao Xiwei glanced at her uncle in surprise.
"In your eyes, am I just the type of person who's desperate to take advantage of people?" Zhao Yong couldn't help but give a wry smile.
He continued, "You know how tight the Public Security Bureau's budget is. The Chief is high and mighty; he couldn't care less about these things. If I don't handle it, who else will?"
