"You're really driving me crazy. This form was originally meant for Li Xiang; now it's yours. Hurry up and sign it."
Zhao Jianguo was worried that if he continued talking, he'd die of anger, so he threw the form at him, letting him go sign it.
"Zhao, I'm not the right person to sign this. It was supposed to be Li Xiang's application for promotion. What would signing it mean? How can we be brothers after this? Besides, I could resign and go home to become a boss. He's more suited to being a policeman than I am."
Upon hearing that the promotion application was originally for Li Xiang, Sun Zhidong suddenly didn't want it. Li Xiang's lifelong dream had been to become a policeman. By some twist of fate, the application ended up in his hands, and if Li Xiang found out about this, it would create a rift between the two brothers.
Hearing Sun Zhidong's words, Zhao's perception of him changed; this privileged kid wasn't all bad, at least he valued brotherhood.
