Zhao Bin's face was filled with a cold smile, completely disregarding Jiang Chuan.
And Jiang Chuan had already begun counting coldly!
"Ten!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Bin continued to sneer, clearly unimpressed.
"Nine!"
Jiang Chuan kept counting down, but Zhao Bin remained unmoved.
In his view, this was nothing but a joke. A country bumpkin threatening him in his own office? Quite presumptuous!
"Go on, I'd like to see what you can possibly do to me?"
As he spoke, Zhao Bin sat down on the sofa.
He really wanted to see what this guy would do to him once he counted to zero.
"Eight!" Jiang Chuan continued.
"Seven!"
...
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
As Jiang Chuan finished speaking, Zhao Bin burst into laughter.
He looked at Jiang Chuan with disdain, snorting coldly: "Done counting? Listen, kid, go back to your fields. Trying to scare me, Zhao Bin? How utterly ridiculous!"
Jiang Chuan glanced at him indifferently, said no more, and quickly dialed a number.
