The office was silent for a moment, cold and still.
The sinister grin vanished from Zhu Wushou's face. He stared at Shen Binan, at this moment like a snake, his gaze icy cold, as if exerting pressure on Shen Binan with a flickering red snake tongue.
Using the gold mine as an excuse and also as a bargaining chip in negotiations, Zhu Wushou has always excelled at using his enemies' weaknesses against them, often achieving victory.
Zhu Wushou watched Shen Binan, observing the subtle changes on her exquisite face. But to Zhu Wushou's dismay, even when he mentioned wanting Fang Yi's life, Shen Binan's expression remained cold as ice, revealing no discernible hint of emotion.
The office was utterly silent, the atmosphere oppressive, as Zhu Wushou waited quietly.
After a long while, Shen Binan finally spoke softly.
"Mr. Zhu, do you have anything you need to attend to?" Shen Binan said.
