"I've said it before. I followed your orders exactly. But it seems like he was not affected."
"No worries. He is a very objective person. It is impossible to affect him with just two or three sentences. Has there been any reaction from him over the past two days?" Nie Ting asked.
"He made me help him find the three Class B experts who have just entered Africa," said Zhao Yongchen.
"Then find them." As Nie Ting finished speaking, he calmly picked up the bowl of millet gruel that Shi Xuejin had placed in front of him. "Did he say anything else?"
"Tonight he said, I know that Nie Ting is behind every word you say. Next time, don't entertain this kind of trickster…" Zhao Yongchen said after some hesitation.
Nie Ting suddenly raised his eyebrows. "He called me a trickster?!"
"From Nie Ting's distress, +599!"
"What else did he say?" Nie Ting asked as he rubbed his temples.
