Prosecutor vs. Minister: A Battle of Wits
Chapter 18 - 018 Well, I’ll just change my bottom line, then

Chapter 18: Chapter 018 Well, I’ll just change my bottom line, then

Jiang Tong spent the entire day gnashing her teeth at the complaint letter on her desk.

Finally, as the end of the workday approached, she couldn’t wait to get up and clock out.

Anyway, today, either Bao Nan dies, or she does.

On the way, Jiang Tong slammed the brakes with extreme force, as if she were stomping on Bao Nan underfoot.

Finally returning to Ao Garden Century, she didn’t even change her clothes before banging on Bao Nan’s door.

Upon hearing the knock, Gu Qize jumped to his feet and ran frantically into the room.

Meanwhile, Bao Nan was awkwardly tidying his shirt, confirming there wasn’t a single flaw on him.

He cleared his throat and hid the crib notes in his palm.

Not even at his first Ministry of Foreign Affairs press conference was he this nervous.

In just a minute, a thin layer of sweat covered his back.

The door slowly opened, revealing a puffy-faced Jiang Tong outside.

Bao Nan started spacing out again.

"Hey, are you... Bao Nan?"

Seeing him staring at her motionlessly, Jiang Tong couldn’t hold back, though she still glanced him up and down.

So this is the Bao guy?

He looks rather decent.

But good looks are useless; they can’t hide the decay and darkness inside.

Thinking this, she snorted coldly, suppressing the urge to kick him directly.

And that snort just happened to bring Bao Nan back to his senses.

His cold eyes flickered, pretending to be indifferent, "Hmm."

"Speak up, what’s your deal?"

Jiang Tong squinted her eyes and slammed the complaint letter onto the door with force.

Hearing the familiar words, Bao Nan immediately felt more at ease inside.

From a direction Jiang Tong couldn’t see, he stealthily glanced at the crib notes in his palm.

Then he pressed his voice, "Exactly this."

What the hell.

How can this guy be so arrogant?

Jiang Tong’s mind was currently galloping with ten thousand grass mud horses.

"Don’t give me those meaningless words, just tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Bao Nan glanced at the crib notes again, his face serious, "You mess around with relationships."

Jiang Tong: "..."

How! The! Hell! Is! She! Supposed! To! Apologize! Here!

This clearly is an emotionally insensitive straight man, isn’t it?

She took a deep breath, gritting her teeth, "Bao, don’t push my limits."

"I insist on challenging them, so what?"

Good, everything is progressing as per the script.

Gu Qize was cowering in the room, still flipping through the script, a victorious smile on his face.

However, as per the next plot, his second brother was about to get beaten up.

Jiang Tong hits people so hard, should he go over and help stop her?

Thinking that, he nodded earnestly, ready to rush out at any moment.

But what Jiang Tong said next left him dumbfounded in place.

Originally fuming, Jiang Tong changed to a fawning smile.

"Ah, then I’ll just change my limits, it’s just a matter of seconds."

Jiang Tong’s small class is starting!

When facing dark forces we cannot resist, we must lower our heads appropriately.

It’s all for her five-year bonus.

This sentence not only dumbfounded Gu Qize, but also Bao Nan.

He kept sneaking glances at the crib notes in his palm, but there was no such line in there.

Hiding in the room, Gu Qize rubbed his forehead in despair.

He had come up with many versions of the script, but none where Jiang Tong conceded.

Done.

Why couldn’t she just follow the script?