When Yang Yi returned to the car, his face darkened as he said to Anton, "Aaron's attitude is making me a little worried."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"He was too polite, too casual, completely unlike how a superior should treat a subordinate. I gave him the photo, delivered the planned rhetoric, but I only shared about one-tenth of the content."
Anton frowned immediately and said, "Trust without a reason doesn't exist. Even unconditional trust needs to be cultivated over time, and clearly, you and Aaron don't have that kind of relationship. Which means that he doesn't actually believe a single word you've said."
Yang Yi sighed softly, "I know Aaron's a tough opponent, and I know he's incredibly skilled. But now, I have no idea how to continue the facade in front of him, because the feeling he gives me is…"
