"Fine, I know you were tricking me. I agree to help you, alright? Wasn't I just taking some time to ponder? There's no need to hold onto it so rigidly," Zhang Ziwen said, growing a bit tired of her provocative look. He had completely set aside his dignity.
"I didn't trick you. This is your decision, your willingness," Wu Min negated Zhang Ziwen's claim, yet she was secretly overjoyed. Heck, I was tricking you, and I knew you wouldn't give in so easily.
Zhang Ziwen chuckled and said, "Fine, let's just say I willingly agreed."
"Indeed, you did," Wu Min retorted, glancing at him dismissively.
"Since I've agreed to help the police, the police should show some consideration, right? Tell me what benefits I would get by doing this favor?" Zhang Ziwen decided to fish for something, since the topic was now out in the open. He had to act like a businessman; he couldn't do this for nothing.
