"Impossible!"
Park Taiyu outright refused without even thinking.
Become someone else's dog?
What a joke!
He was the proud second son of Park Corporation, having managed its Jiuzhou headquarters for many years. Making him someone else's dog was unthinkable!
Mo Han slightly smiled, "Won't reconsider?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Park Taiyu said proudly, "I, Park Taiyu, would rather be beaten to death than become a dog for you people from Jiuzhou!"
"Fine."
Mo Han chuckled, took out his phone, snapped a photo of Park Taiyu, and then said to his underling beside him, "Xiao Wang, release the news that the second son of Park is at Jiangling City airport."
"I think those assassin organizations and mercenary groups would be very interested."
Having said that, he turned around and walked away, not giving Park Taiyu any chance to think.
In an instant, Park Taiyu's face turned pale.
