"Boss, do you have a phone here? I need to make a call."
Although Cao Dajun had never been to school, he recognized the numbers.
The boss pointed at the landline on the counter. "Over there. Go ahead!"
Cao Dajun picked up the phone and pressed the numbers on the business card one by one. As he listened to the beeping sound on the phone, he became nervous for no reason. He was not afraid, but excited.
"Hello, who is this?" A deep voice came from the other end. It sounded tired, but it also gave people a sense of pressure.
"Are you Boss Ye?"
"I am. You are?"
"Boss Ye, I have a piece of information to sell you. It's about Young Master Ye. I wonder if you're interested in hearing it," Cao Dajun asked.
"Oh?" Ye Yinghao seemed to be interested and said with a dignified voice, "And how much is that piece of information worth?"