He hadn't done it?
Seeing Zhao Yi's expression, Chen Yi's thoughts raced, and he understood the whole story in an instant.
Zhao Wenjing must have written those two words on the corner of the table before he died.
Zhao Yi realized it too. Looking somewhat embarrassed and angry, he said, "Zhao Wenjing actually did that right under my nose!"
"Damn him!"
Zhao Yi then turned to Chen Yi, an apologetic look on his face. "Please forgive me. This really was the result of my carelessness."
"But rest assured, I'll give you a satisfactory answer later. I certainly won't let this implicate you."
He had already spent a large sum of money.
If this mishap caused Dragon Tiger and the Jizhou Trading Company behind him to refuse the deal, wouldn't he end up drawing water with a bamboo basket, with nothing to show for it?
Chen Yi looked at him calmly. "Young Master Zhao, you're a little... rash in how you do things."
Zhao Yi stiffened, but still refused to give up. "If you're still dissatisfied, could you tell me what would satisfy you?"
"Killing someone else? Or something else... whatever it is, I'll do everything in my power."
"And I promise there won't be any more mishaps this time."
Chen Yi did not answer immediately. Zhao Yi's figure was reflected in his eyes.
Silence lingered for a moment.
Only when a hint of impatience appeared on Zhao Yi's face did Chen Yi speak. "Forget it."
"The man is dead, after all. You didn't want that little mishap either."
"I'll consider your pledge of allegiance submitted."
Zhao Yi's expression eased slightly, and he hurriedly asked, "Then can I learn what you're planning now?"
"And that deal..."
Chen Yi raised a hand to interrupt him. "No one who does business with our