Simon: "That's true."
Jiang Feng squinted his eyes with an ambiguous meaning, "Are you confident about winning tomorrow's championship match?"
If it had been before today, Simon would have arrogantly replied with a 'of course'.
But what he had just seen on the set, the Silver Fox, was indeed shockingly excellent.
"This..." Simon pursed his lips, "should be possible."
Jiang Feng bit down on his back teeth and chuckled, the pressure from his tall figure, which was quite similar to Jiang Xuan's, was suffocating, "Should be? I've spent so much money hiring you, just to get this kind of answer? 'No computer engineer in China can surpass me' - wasn't it you who said this?"
The gentleman who had suddenly turned fierce startled Simon as well; he had indeed felt that way before coming here, but who knew...
He lowered his head, "I will do my utmost."
Jiang Feng knew it was useless to say anything else now; if he pressured Simon too much, it might affect tomorrow's match.
