Chương 997: Maitreya

"Are you done negotiating? Are we going to keep helping Mr. G protect his deliveryman?" 

Feng Zi found two bottles of Cola in the refrigerator and threw one to Zhang Heng.

"No. He won't trust me." Zhang Heng hung up the phone and grabbed the Cola. "Well… I don't trust him as well. He wants to keep using me as bait."

"Huh? Why did you email him?"

"There were certain things I needed to confirm," Zhang Heng said. "Although he was furious when I talked to him earlier, he did not sound panicky. From the surface, it appeared the emergency response team almost had him. The interesting thing is that he doesn't seem to think so. He finally agreed to my proposal not only because he wants to keep using me as bait, but the larger reason is that he doesn't want me suspicious of him."

"What do you mean by that?"