Even without the benefits Liu Youdao mentioned, Qin Hao is confident he can help Lin Yuhan get the company up and running.
So, in terms of both emotion and reason, he is on the losing side of this deal.
But can he refuse?
"I agreed."
Qin Hao stroked his beard, "But I need you to answer one question."
"What question?"
This time, Liu Youdao's tone seemed a bit cheerful, mixed with some curiosity.
"I want to know, who on earth betrayed my intelligence?"
Qin Hao's expression was calm.
The only people who knew about his trip to Beijing were his subordinates, Bi Fang, and Chen Ruohao.
The military could pinpoint the time, so someone among them must have betrayed the intelligence.
Liu Youdao laughed, and the wrinkles were quite deep when he did: "No one betrayed you. I can only tell you that not only the Ancient Martial Alliance is looking out for you, but even we in the military are in the shadows…"
"Is this what it feels like to be popular?"
Qin Hao cracked a joke.
