"Not 2:1, but one hundred percent."
The young man's words made Chu Hansong freeze for a moment. He suddenly looked up at the young man, only to see his red lips slightly parted, a confident and bold yet not off-putting smile appearing on his delicate face. Before he could react, he heard the young man speak again, "This is just the first point."
"The first point?" Chu Hansong murmured.
"That's right," Bi Xia leaned back in his chair, "I know, when you saw my plan, you also calculated the success rate. According to your conservative estimate, even if we exclude external factors, that's still an eighty percent success rate."
"However, I can guarantee that as long as I'm involved, it won't be eighty percent, but one hundred percent."
"One hundred percent..." Chu Hansong looked at Bi Xia seriously, "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Bi Xia nodded, "I either don't do something or do it to the best, and I know my plan inside out, don't I?"
