Tian Bojun looked at Xue An with eyes filled with indescribable fear.
From Xue An's expression, he could not discern the slightest hint of joy or anger, only unassailable authority.
The sensation was as if a supreme emperor was passing judgment on him.
"What… what else do you want? I'll just return all the money to the company if I have to!" Tian Bojun said with a quivering voice.
"Let me guess, you must have a cell phone on call in your pocket, don't you? Are you planning to give these recordings to someone after you get out of here?" Xue An said calmly.
Tian Bojun's body shook violently, his eyes wide with disbelief as he looked at Xue An, "You… how…"
"How did I know? It's not just that—I also know exactly what you're thinking. Are you planning to use these recordings as evidence to make trouble for Tianyuan, or should I say, to create problems for Qiao Le who brought you on board?"
