At this request, Chu Dawei's heart lurched, and he found himself hesitating.
Why?
Because Sun Xiang had some serious backing, of course.
The general manager of a shell company should have been nothing to fear, but that depended on whose "shell" it was!
This bastard-oh, President Sun-was supposedly the front man for some powerful family's young heir in the city.
As a mere police station chief, he really didn't dare touch him!
But this outsider standing before him was no pushover either. A single phone call had made Director He of the district bureau give him a direct order!
So what was he supposed to do?
Chief Chu's mind raced. Suddenly, inspiration struck, and he spotted the key to the situation.
Director He knew Sun Xiang and certainly understood his background better than Chu did. Yet under these circumstances, his instructions had been to "do exactly as Director Zhou Yi says," rather than simply telling him to "let the man go"!
What did that mean?
At that thought, Chu Dawei immediately understood what he needed to do.
"Your two minutes are up. What have you decided, Teacher Guo? Hmm?" Sun Xiang glanced at the gold watch on his wrist and asked leisurely, like a cat toying with a mouse.
Guo Donglin lowered his head in anguish. His pride would not let him bow, but for his son's sake, he had no choice but to submit to this humiliation.
Veins bulged on Guo Siwei's forehead. Clenching his fists, he was about to charge forward when his mother pulled him back again.
"You caused all this. Can't you say something?" Liu Guixiang glared bitterly at her shameless eldest daughter-in-law, tears in her eyes.
Yang Ni looked at Sun Xiang, then at her handcuffed husband. Her red lips moved twice, but she