"Ah!"
Liu Jinshan screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his face turning pale with fear.
However, Lin Fan's knife didn't actually chop off his finger; he was just playing a joke, a feigned attack.
To Liu Jinshan, this joke was far from funny; he was almost scared to death. It was quite embarrassing for a boss to be terrified to such an extent.
Lin Fan laughed and said, "Look at you, I merely scared you a bit, and you're already this frightened. If I really chopped off three of your fingers, wouldn't you be crying to death? You might as well negotiate with me obediently."
Liu Jinshan's eyes reddened; he was truly scared by Lin Fan, this guy is simply inhuman, too ruthless.
"Lin Fan, you have no idea who you've offended! It's not that I won't negotiate with you, but rather that I can't!" Liu Jinshan said.
Lin Fan replied with a "Oh": "You just need to tell me the name of the other party."
Liu Jinshan hesitated, seemingly weighing the consequences.
