After finishing speaking, Jin Xin sat back in his chair, waiting for Gao Jie's answer. His meaning was simple-- if you want to cooperate, say it, if you don't say it, I'll turn around and leave. I'm not your subordinate, I don't have to put up with your nonsense!
Gao Jie's face looked as cold as a block of ice, but she finally only said a few words, "I understand, Mr Jin."
She cleared the documents on the table, and just as Hai Mingzhu thought she was about to kick Jin Xin out of the car, Gao Jie suddenly said, "The Australian side has yet to reach a final decision on this case, but given their style of handling things, they are very likely to deem it an accidental death."
Jin Xin nodded, knowing that their way of doing things resemble the style of ancient officials—everyone is just trying to make a living and can't be bothered with the extra trouble. As long as the case is closed, they don't care about any so-called Western justice. That's all nonsense to fool the stupid.