Du Dingshan tiptoed to perch on the edge of the office desk. He picked up a pen and began toying with it casually.
THUD, THUD, THUD.
Qin Qiu stumbled back three steps in fright, her expression terrified. "Mr. Du, get out right now, or I'm calling the police!"
"Call the police?" Du Dingshan laughed, picking up the telephone receiver and tossing it in front of her with a disdainful smile. "Go ahead. Call them right now!"
"President Qin, we've both been in the business world for many years now. Surely you have some idea when calling the police works and when it doesn't? Since I came here today, did you really think I'd be afraid of you calling the police?"
