Looking at Song Guanchao's glowing eyes, Ji Dengke felt a faint sense of unease.
He always thought that this guy was hiding something bad.
"Mr. Ji, do me a favor." Song Guanchao smiled at him.
Ji Dengke instinctively took half a step back, his face full of caution: "I'm just a general manager, I can't help you."
"Mr. Ji, don't be modest. You're the only one who can help with this. No one else can."
Without giving him a chance to refuse, Song Guanchao quickly revealed his plan.
After hearing the plan, Ji Dengke widened his eyes in shock, and his face turned pale beneath the mask: "No way, absolutely not!"
Song Guanchao reassured him: "Mr. Ji, don't worry. Only you and I know about this... oh, and Mr. Jiang too. It's just the three of us, no one else will know."
"I always repay kindness; if you help me, once Ligong Electronics settles in Jiangzhou, I certainly won't treat you unfairly."
"No, no." Ji Dengke shook his head repeatedly, refusing to agree no matter what.
