"I'm sorry, but I can't see it," Miss F said. "If you were me, what would you choose? On one side is someone I've known for years. He once saved me, and now he's my fiancé, our leader. On the other is our enemy, Shen Tang Morgan, who will use every means possible to slander us."
"If you're willing, I can prove it to you," Zhang Heng said patiently.
"By having that Shen Tang Morgan employee in the car come out and persuade me?"
"..."
"This is the first time I've seen a surprised expression on your face. Are you surprised that I know more than you thought? When we were in the car, I gave you a chance to ask who he was."
"And I told you he was a police officer I happened to meet on the second floor."
Miss F sighed. "If you want to convince someone to believe you, the best choice is to tell the truth from the very beginning."
"What surprised me wasn't that you knew more than I thought. I just didn't expect his preparations to be this thorough. I have to admit that I underestimated him this time," Zhang Heng murmured. "You can never truly reach the truth. All you can obtain are different forms of narrative. Mr. G truly is Baudrillard's most outstanding disciple. He has completely turned Baudrillard's theories into his own weapon."
"The three minutes are up." Miss F checked the time. "It seems you haven't managed to convince me."
"Yes."
"But you don't need to worry. I won't reveal anything we discussed to a third person, including that guy in the car's identity. Mr. G isn't actually sure whether Shen Tang Morgan sent someone with you to the first floor."
"What are the conditions?"
"The condition is that