Yan Hua sat down with some apprehension in his heart.
Don't be fooled by his calm expression; inside, he was extremely nervous.
Generally speaking, if you've done nothing wrong, you wouldn't be nervous facing the Disciplinary Committee.
If you're nervous, it means you've made a mistake.
Yan Hua knew himself well.
He was not exactly a law-abiding person, so he was quite anxious at this moment.
Song Guanchao asked, "Does Mr. Yan know why I'm looking for you?"
Yan Hua secretly cursed; he hated this way of talking the most.
Not addressing the issue directly, instead trying to fish for information.
How could he respond?
He'd definitely say he didn't know.
So, he shook his head.
Then, he saw Song Guanchao's smile fade, and his heart skipped a beat.
"It seems Mr. Yan does not intend to cooperate."
"Director Song, maybe you could give me a hint?"
Yan Hua was annoyed; he actually wanted to be more assertive and tell Song Guanchao not to beat around the bush.
