2900: C2900 He Didn't Want to

C2900 He Didn't Want to

He held Chen Zhou's phone in one hand, and his sharp eyes fell on the phone. He wanted to see what was going on, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see anything. There was a trace of hostility in the bottom of his calm eyes.0

The hand holding his phone moved and quickly pressed a number.

The phone rang a few times and was quickly picked up. "Hello, Mr. Jiaang."

Jiaang Zhaomu did not contact Prof. Hsu directly. Instead, he contacted Prof. Chen. He needed to use Prof. Chen's hand to know what Prof. Hsu was thinking.

As long as he knew ___ well enough, he would be able to come up with a better plan.

If possible, he didn't want to use any special means.

"Hello, Prof. Chen. I would like to ask you something. What does Prof. Hsu think?" His tone was polite, but it made Prof. Chen feel a chill down his spine.

He had always thought that Jiaang Zhaomu was a gentle and gentle person, but after the incident with his phone, he realized that he was wrong. He was wrong. Jiaang Zhaomu always gave him a strong sense of danger.

This feeling did not exist at any time, but it did exist.

His palms were sweating. After forcing himself to calm down, he said, "He said that he was not willing to do this, but I think there is still room for negotiation."

As soon as Prof. Chen said those words, he wanted to slap himself. What was he saying?

Jiaang Zhaomu frowned slightly, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope." Oh? Is that so? What exactly does that mean?"

A gloomy and terrifying smile appeared on his lips, making him look like an Asura from hell. Prof. Chen could feel that terrifying aura even through the phone. He almost dropped the phone in his hand to the ground. "He, he is very interested in that phone."

After saying that, Prof. Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

The sound of this subtle movement did not escape Jiaang Zhaomu's ears at all. His sharp eyes fell on the window, and his tone was calm without any waves, "I know."

Prof. Chen looked at the hung up phone and leaned on the sofa weakly. He wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead. Reason defeated fear. He immediately told Prof. Hsu what had happened.

After Prof. Hsu knew about this, he quickly dialed the number of the young man who had contacted him.

Prof. Hsu's tone was very polite. "Hello, Mr. Chen. I am Xu Zhouzhe."

He told him everything that Prof. Chen had told him. Then, he asked again, "What should I do now?"

The part on the phone was silent for a while before he slowly said, "I haven't done all the work at your superior's place, but it will be soon. If Jiaang Zhaomu finds you here, I think you should reject him first. How can that be in line with your true personality? But don't reject him too harshly. "

Otherwise, if he angered the other party, Prof. Hsu's family would suffer along with him.

Similarly, if Prof. Hsu agreed too readily, the other party would definitely suspect him.

After all, if they could find Prof. Hsu, they would know his character very well. He was a very righteous and upright person.

With such a reminder, Prof. Hsu quickly understood what the other party meant. He smiled and said, "I know what to do now. Don't worry. I'm willing to help you with this matter, but the prerequisite is that you have to get my superior's approval."

With his special identity, this kind of thing indeed did not allow him to mess around. Moreover, he could understand why his superior did not agree to Mr. Chen's request.

A talent like them was very rare. They were all heavily protected, but...

Before he could think of anything else, an unfamiliar call immediately appeared on his phone screen.

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