Meanwhile, in Livingsfill, just as Huang Zichao entered a private room in a club, someone knocked on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a man built like a steel tower before him.

The man then stepped away, allowing the man without any facial expression to amble forward.

“Mr. Nan? You're the one who invited me?” Huang Zichao was surprised.

Nan Chen stepped past him and entered the room with Qiao Zhan before locking the door.

“What do you two want?” Huang Zichao got nervous.

Qiao Zhan stood in front of Huang Zichao and grabbed him by his collar. “Sir Chen has invited you to a meeting multiple times, yet each time, you turned him down. However, when I sent that anonymous message to you with another phone, you showed up. This means you're afraid of someone. Tell me, who's that person and who did you think sent you that message?”

In response, Nan Chen shot a glance at Qiao Zhan, gesturing for him to be gentler.

Of course, Huang Zichao wasn't going to surrender that easily. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

A sigh slipped out of Qiao Zhan's mouth as he turned to Nan Chen. “Not everyone is as self-aware as me, Sir Chen. Some people are just that despicable, refusing to reveal what they know until violence is applied.”

Sitting down, Nan Chen grabbed a wine bottle, smelled it, and put it down. “Ask a server to bring me five bottles of highly concentrated vodka with at least sixty percent alcohol by volume.”

“Why do you want vodka with that high ABV percentage, Sir Chen? Do you want to drink it?” Qiao Zhan asked.

Nan Chen simply waved, nonverbally telling him to do as he was told.

Thus, Qiao Zhan left and soon returned with the bottles.

much of it. In fact, it's

Lifting

“No, no, no. I don't want to drink such strong

to, and you will. There are too many thoughts running around in that noggin of yours. Once you're drunk, you'll be able to let them spill out.” Qiao Zhan popped

body can't handle

Chen glanced

wasn't as bright as Jiang Zhe, which was why Jiang Zhe was Nan Chen's

stared at Nan Chen, slightly

He's even holding the prop right now, yet he still

icily,

proceeded to pour the vodka into a glass

drinking! How can he still not understand the drink's meant

Nan Chen meant, but in another, he would have no idea

to think about the situation carefully. What should I do with this strong liquor? Am I really supposed to make Huang Zichao drunk with this? But if that's the case, then there's no need to have this many bottles. It's

been enlightened when he finally grasped what he

answer them truthfully, you get to walk away unharmed. Should you refuse, you'll be emptying all these bottles. Then, tomorrow,

his line of sight to Nan Chen. Upon receiving a look of approval from his employer, he let out a sigh of relief. I've finally got it right! Now I'm kind of impressed with Jiang Zhe. Not only does he know how to butter people up, but he's also very good at figuring out what Sir Chen is thinking. Sir Chen's usually pretty taciturn and he rarely expresses his thoughts directly, so I have to make out what he thinks. It's incredible how Jiang

changed. “You can't do this! That's

much vodka and died from alcohol poisoning. That, naturally, doesn't count as a criminal offense. At most, we'll just pay for your funeral. Well, Sir Chen can afford it.” When Qiao

amazing after all. I can guess what Sir Chen is thinking just

mind was brimming with anxiousness. He knew it wouldn't be feasible for him to resist if

relented. “What do you

did you approach my madam with an offer for her to star in a television show and then cancel it afterward? Not only that, you were even willing to bear the

nothing. I just didn't want to continue filming the show anymore because it

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