"So, yeah, I just like him for his looks. That’s why I’m willing to be his humble assistant."
Zhang Te put particular emphasis on ’humble,’ mimicking the word the other person had just used.
The person at the other end of the line had tried repeatedly to manipulate Zhang Te, only to be cut off each ti, growing gradually impatient. When they spoke again, their voice held a hint of anger. "Mr. Zhang, I always follow rules in my business: courtesy before force... "
Zhang Te cut him off before he could finish. Tossing his fork onto the table, he said, "Just skip to the force part!"
The person on the phone: "......If Mr. Zhang won’t appreciate friendly gestures and prefers penalties instead, well, I... "
"Hold on, let clarify sothing: I only take wine that I fancy, whether it’s a toast or a forfeit, nobody can force to drink sothing that I don’t want." Zhang Te interrupted the other person once again.
The person on the other end of the line obviously ran out of patience. "Fine. Mr. Zhang, please look at the big screen."
As they finished speaking, the large TV screen in the KTV lit up. An image of a yacht appeared with a familiar figure standing on the deck; Zhang Te’s mother was happily taking pictures with a stranger.
It was his mother... And the person taking pictures for her was from Thailand.
"Mr. Zhang, your mother still thinks that this trip to Thailand is sothing you specially arranged for her. If you cooperate with , I guarantee that she will enjoy good food and drink and have fun. And when everything’s done, she will be returned to you unhard. If you refuse to cooperate... I’m sorry..." The voice at the other end of the line intentionally paused for a mont before continuing in an ominous tone, "Mr. Zhang, I can only cause a malfunction on the yacht and make it sink. Of course, the lifejacket your mother is wearing is not a real lifejacket and as for the others... they’ve been forewarned and can escape easily."
He was threatening him using his mother’s life.
He had tricked his mother into going to Thailand on purpose. Since it was an international issue and the yacht sinking would be seen as an accident, it would be difficult for him to prove it was murder and start an investigation amid such circumstances.
Zhang Te pressed his lips together and watched in silence as his mother laughed joyously on the big screen. He didn’t say a word for a while.
"What’s the matter, Mr. Zhang? Don’t you like the fruit? Why aren’t you eating? Do you need to get you so more? Or just tell what you would like to eat and I assure you, the service will be to your satisfaction..."
Zhang Te rolled his eyes, "Enough of your hypocrisy. Say what you want to say."
"Alright. The first thing, Mr. Zhang, please cooperate with my people for a thorough physical check."
Zhang Te took a lazy posture on the couch, and without uttering a single word, he gestured his approval with his expression.
The man standing by the door did not move, while another man ca up and examined Zhang Te thoroughly.
He even used a scanning device on his cufflinks and belt to ensure there were no hidden recording devices on him. Once they confird it, the androgynous voice on the phone spoke up again: "The second thing, Mr. Zhang, please hand over your current cell phone to my people."
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