At Shanshui Manor, Zhao Dehan's villa was brightly lit.
Zhao Dehan sat in his study, holding a glass of red wine, his brow tightly furrowed. Li Hao's words in the office that day felt like a thorn piercing his heart. Corrupt though he was, he was no fool; he knew Li Hao was putting pressure on him, even threatening him!
"Damn upstart, do you really think you're some kind of righteous savior? Just wait until I secure this project, and I'll show you how to deal with it!" Zhao Dehan took a harsh gulp of red wine, a flash of viciousness crossing his eyes.
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