Solution

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao and reminded Long Yuehong, "Since you have the corresponding worries, you need to carry out your questioning with technique. Don't let anyone suspect anything."

"Got it." Long Yuehong nodded heavily.

Shang Jianyao had a look of 'worry.' "I'm not too confident in your oratory skills. Will you really be fine dealing with such matters?"

Long Yuehong immediately hesitated and didn't dare to guarantee anything. After all, he wasn't in charge of negotiations most of the time while out on the Ashlands. To put it more tactfully, he was ranked fifth in negotiations with external parties among the Old Task Force members.

Shang Jianyao smiled. "I have two solutions to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Although Long Yuehong didn't trust this fellow's solution, he still felt there was no harm in asking. He took the initiative to ask, "What's the solution?"