The reporter chuckled.
"What's so interesting about interviewing someone in a prison? Warden, do you want to stay here forever?"
"Actually, someone came here this time because they want to cooperate with you. There's not much you need to do, just get someone released from prison early."
"They agreed to let you take another position and promote you within a year."
This statement, in comparison, is quite tempting.
Bai Sang felt suffocated after spending a day in prison.
She was under a lot of pressure, not to mention the other staff who stayed there for long periods of time.
"The other party? Who is the other party?"
Bai Sang gestured for the reporter to drink water.
"I need to know who it is to know if he's confident he can handle things for me."
"Or is it that they simply don't want me to know, so that I'll take the blame if something goes wrong?"
She smiled brightly, but the reporter's hand holding the teacup trembled.
He saw a hint of murderous intent in Bai Sang's eyes.
For a moment, the reporter even had a feeling that he might not be able to leave today.
Fortunately, the murderous intent in Bai Sang's eyes vanished in an instant.
"You agree, right?"
[Waaaaah, my wife was so mean to me just now!]
[Am I just imagining things, but I feel like the host is a bit irritable in this ghost story.]
Yes, it's not the kind of outward display of temper, but rather a sudden increase in overall ferocity.
[It wouldn't be accurate to call them ferocious, but rather that they harbored a strong murderous intent.]
Every time the other side went a little too far, I felt like Sister Sang was about to strangle them.
The reporter's feeling was similar to that of the comment section.
He swallowed hard and looked up at Bai Sang.
"I dare to say it, do you dare to listen?"
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