Black household registration?
Li Jingming was stunned for a few seconds, squinting his eyes, finding it unbelievable.
Xiaoguang laughed again and added, "Over these years, we've encountered people with black household registrations; it's not unusual. He could very well have committed some crime, then had his household registration annulled."
"That's perfect. I need someone without a household registration to work for me, even if it means sacrificing his life. No one would ever know if he died, the police couldn't find any trace. With such high value, we must make good use of him!"
"Boss, you're truly brilliant and powerful!"
"Go and talk to him! Find a way to make him accept this!"
"Do we even need to talk? Just tie them up and throw them at your feet, and even if he doesn't want to agree, he'll have to."
Li Jingming kicked Xiaoguang's knee in irritation, "I said, he's my life-saving benefactor! Be polite to him! If you dare to do that, I'll use your head as a chamber pot!"
