"Fine, if you're not going to talk, don't blame me for being rude." Qiao Yutong got angry.
"Officer, please don't intimidate me, I'm just a law-abiding citizen with a small heart, if you scare me, I'll get frightened." Song Xiaodong stared coldly at Qiao Yutong, speaking with a sarcastic tone.
"Let me tell you, if you're really involved with the underworld, I definitely won't spare you." Qiao Yutong turned her head away from Song Xiaodong.
"Oh please, officer, there's no such thing as the underworld nowadays, we're all business people. We do deal with some of them to protect ourselves, but that's only paying for protection—there's always some minor conflict every day with so many industries. Can I trouble you every day with that?" Song Xiaodong raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways, leaned back, and looked at Qiao Yutong.
"Alright, you, Mr. Song, really have connections, getting the provincial director to pressure me, huh?" Qiao Yutong asked again.
