In the private room of Baihua Building.
After hearing Guan Yunjian's proposition, Dong Jing silently picked up his chopsticks, unhurriedly took a bite of food, sipped some wine, and revealed a satisfied expression, as if leaving the two of them hanging.
Watching Dong Jing's reaction, both Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu quietly cursed Dong Jing for being too calm.
Guan Yunjian stepped forward with a forced smile, "We sincerely want to follow Dong Chasi. Could it be that the price we offered isn't satisfactory to Dong Chasi?"
Dong Jing put down the wine glass in his hand, continued eating, and said, "It's not about the money. It's just that your words alone aren't enough. If word gets to Shen Chasi, he might think I'm deliberately poaching his people."
"Hahaha." Uncle Shu laughed confidently, "I was wondering what Dong Chasi was worried about, and it turns out it's this matter. There's no need for concern, Dong Chasi. With Shen undoubtedly dead, we all witnessed it with our own eyes."