It was just a few clumps of grass. What was the big deal?
Seeing that Wang Feng still didn't understand how serious the situation was, Captain Hong gave a cold laugh. "Then why do you think the people behind you sent you to steal the grass? If it had no commercial value, who would be interested in some grass?"
"Oh, and let me tell you something else. Qinglin Villa is represented by Quanjing Law Firm. You may not know that firm, but just know that its annual fees start at several million, even tens of millions. What do you think it means when a law firm like that comes after you? Are you sure you can handle it?"
As he spoke, Captain Hong got up and started toward the door.
Wang Feng panicked. "Officer, I'll talk. Someone put us up to it."
He'd never imagined that stealing a few clumps of grass could have such serious consequences.
Most of all, the thought of facing lawyers whose fees started at several million—or even tens of millions—made his heart pound with fear.
He hadn't thought much of it before because everything had gone so smoothly, but now, thinking it over, it all made sense. The grass wasn't important, so why would Director Han send them to steal it?
Remembering what Captain Hong had said, he didn't dare take the risk. If he really went to prison for six years, his wife, children, house, car, and money could all end up belonging to someone else.
"Then tell me. Who put you up to it?" Captain Hong smiled and sat back down.
Everything was going according to his expectations.
"It was Han Su, the chairman of Qingyuan Ranch. He sent us to steal the grass. There were others with us, too. We agreed to