"Now, do you want to join?"
Across a desk, Wang Qi extended his hand toward Chen Feng.
Chen Feng, aligned with the orderly and good faction, just had to prove he hadn't crossed the line and then prove he was good, then all would be well.
Chen Feng looked at Wang Qi's hand with great conflict and then hesitantly shook it.
Wang Qi smiled, "Now, we are comrades."
Chen Feng looked at their joined hands with conflict, "Where exactly did you learn this custom? Is 'comrade' also part of the ritual?"
"That's up to you."
Wang Qi casually leaned back in his chair, commanding Jarvis to hide the various interfaces one by one.
Chen Feng looked at the bill in his hand, "Is this bill all prepared for this research? And that implantable Divine Power Talisman named 'Coin,' the Artificial Law Foundation named 'Memory Body,' were they all created for this?"
Wang Qi, propping his arms on the table and intertwining his fingers under his nose, replied, "This is part of the plan."
