Long Zhan sized up Yan Zheng. The smile on his face became more and more gentle, but the ruthlessness in his eyes could not be concealed.
His appearance might be able to deceive others, but it definitely could not deceive Yan Zheng.
Yan Zheng knew very clearly that Long Zhan had developed a killing intent toward him.
"It's good for young people nowadays to have the drive, but don't believe too much in the words of businessmen." Long Zhan leaned back in his chair and said to Yan Zheng with a smile.
Yan Zheng nodded. "I understand what you mean, President Long. I will carry out a detailed investigation on the matter that you have instructed me to do."
He kicked the ball back to Long Zhan.
Long Zhan's hand that was holding the cup of water paused slightly. He looked at Yan Zheng with an unfriendly expression, and a thought popped up in his mind.
'This young police officer didn't need to live anymore.'
