Liu Zhizhong chuckled lightly for a moment, then said, "You're exaggerating, Uncle Zhang, seriously exaggerating! After our acquaintance, you wouldn't really go as far as to threaten me with death, would you?"
"Death threat? Haha..." Zhang Zhenglong's smile was all skin and no heart as he savored another sip of his tea, "Don't talk so serious, kid; it won't come to death. It's all about how you perform, how you persuade the Zhang mother and daughter—get the mom on good terms with me and the daughter back with my nephew Hongyang! I'll make sure everyone knows you're the Zhao family's spokesperson... haha..."
When he finished, he drank down his tea, smacking his lips and saying, "Tsk tsk tsk... your mom's tea is really fragrant, really delicious."
Liu Zhizhong replied with a forced laugh, "Uncle Zhang, what you're doing here, I've turned from the Zhao family spokesperson into your lobbyist, haven't I?"
