Wang Biao was momentarily stunned, as if he hadn't understood the meaning behind Bao Yanzhen's words.
This man, who only sought profit at all costs, was unlikely to be acting out of the goodness of his heart to help solidify his position.
A glint of greed flashed in Wang Biao's eyes, his face tinged with hesitation. "President Bao, I'm nothing more than a pawn to you. I can't think of any reason you'd want to help me."
Bao Yanzhen let out a cold snort.
The man with a gold-filled mouth, fat face, and large ears was just as stuffed with petty calculations that couldn't see the light of day.
If not for the pressing circumstances, Bao Yanzhen wouldn't have deigned to associate with him.
Lowering his head, Bao Yanzhen lazily tapped a few times on his phone.
A chime came from Wang Biao's side. His expression shifted as he hurried to open the email marked with a red dot.
Bao Yanzhen spoke coldly, idly fiddling with the pen in his hand.