As soon as Xu Dajiang received the call from Li Jiangao, he sprang right up from his chair.
There was no exaggeration; he literally jumped up.
"What'd you say? That old thief Zhang Xiaoquan went straight to Qiao Ze's home? And Lu Xiuxiu is still there?"
"Old thief? Uh... Dean Xu, calm down for a second, I'm already on my way over there. Qiao Ze has also told his mom to hold off that person for now. Besides, our main concern isn't that the man is Zhang, the university president, but rather a mentally ill person who somehow got in. If it was really Zhang, wouldn't there be less to worry about? I don't quite understand how you're so sure it's Zhang Xiaoquan?"