Joachim immediately dropped to his knees and clutched Zhu Wencong's thighs tightly, knowing that at this moment, he was indeed the only one who could save him.
As long as he burned all the evidence, those backers wouldn't have any way to deal with him.
"Give me a chance, please! I beg you!" Joachim pleaded.
Zhu Wencong sat in his chair, observing the continuously begging Joachim. He really was adaptable.
His previous boss had been a fool and easy to trick, but his current boss was too practical. Dreaming of tricking him was futile.
Malik looked left and right, somewhat puzzled why Zhu Wencong didn't just kick Joachim away.
For such a double-dealing person, death was too lenient. Malik even wanted to shoot him dead to avoid his desperate pleas.
"I can give you a way out, but I don't know if you're truly loyal," Zhu Wencong asked.
"Absolutely loyal! As long as you spare my life, I will do whatever you say," Joachim swore to God.