Bab 484: Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Four: Gambling is not a Good Habit

"Hey, Lao Wang, remember me? It's Li Hao, we used to be roommates in college," a man in a trench coat said as he made a phone call on a late-night street.

He looked like a successful person, but his voice carried a sense of humility that one often hears when someone is asking for a favor.

"Haha, we haven't been in touch for so long, so I just wanted to ask what you've been up to, how's life? Are you married yet?" Li Hao said with a smile, then tightened his coat a little—the weather was a bit chilly.

Li Hao listened patiently to the voice on the other end of the phone and then glanced at his cigarette pack—there were still nine cigarettes left, which should be enough.

"Haha, remember your birthday? I even gave you a mobile phone, we're definitely good friends," Li Hao laughed, then revealed his true intention.