"One," the man extended his finger, his voice still so indifferent it was terrifying, and it clenched Gao Peng's heart, making him feel as if it was about to leap into his throat.
"If I hand this over, you'll go to jail. You should know that if this gets submitted, you'll be in jail for life."
Gao Peng hurriedly nodded, smiling like he was crying. He knew there was a second option, he was a businessman, he knew everything, and now all these things were in someone else's hands. He didn't want to go to jail, so he had to choose the second option. As long as he didn't have to go to jail, he was willing to agree to anything, even to being a dog and watching the door.
"Two," the man finally spoke again.
His dark eyes sharpened, and the light within them focused into a piercing point, stabbing straight into one's heart.
