Zhang Liangcai perked up as soon as he saw the note.
"A physiognomist?"
The man in the jacket furrowed his brow. "You're still trying to fool me, kid," he roared.
"Cheat your mother! Why the hell would I, This Master, the heir to the Zhang Corporation, bother cheating you!" Zhang Liangcai retorted, furious.
"You're Zhang Liangcai?" As the captain of the criminal police, the man was familiar with figures from both the underworld and law-abiding society. He vaguely recalled a time someone had asked him for help getting Zhang Liangcai out of trouble after a fight. He had met him once back then.
"Of course! Look at how handsome I am; you should know who I am just from that!" Zhang Liangcai yelled.
The man in the jacket released Zhang Liangcai. He had thought the guy looked familiar, but he hadn't realized he was actually the young master of the Zhang Corporation.
"What does this note mean?" the man in the jacket asked, holding it up.
