Gao Yang's father was also someone who had struggled through all walks of life for half his life; how could he not know what to do in such a situation? He didn't fly into a rage, nor did he panic, instead he calmly said, "I understand what you mean. There's no need for more words, let's go find your boss now. Some things are better said face to face."
The muscular man leading the group didn't pay attention to Gao Yang's father but walked around the round table in the living room and plopped down onto the sofa with a nonchalance as if he were in his own home. Leisurely crossing his legs, he said, "Old Gao, right? Don't overthink this. The money, it definitely needs to be repaid. However, we've come unannounced and don't want to make a big scene. It's not an issue if you can't produce the money today, but you need to give us an explanation."
Gao Wu said in a grave voice, "What do you want?"