"What do you want?"
He Runyu could no longer be arrogant, staring at Jiang Shan with an ugly expression.
"Do you even need to ask? Of course, it's to send you straight to prison," Hao Jian said with a cold laugh, twirling the phone in his palm before putting it back into his pocket.
He Runyu's face turned even darker, "Give me the recording, and I'll return the design book to you."
All he could do now was to soften, as compared to going to prison, a mere design book really wasn't much.
"Even if you don't give it back to us, as long as we give this recording to the police, we can still get the design book back," Hao Jian said dismissively, finding He Runyu's offer meaningless.
"I can also help your girlfriend secure the position of chief designer," He Runyu spoke again, his expression now somewhat frantic.
"What do you think?" Hao Jian looked at Yuan Shanshan.
