While he was still laughing, his phone suddenly rang. Liu Yihui picked it up and looked at it, and he laughed as he thought, It's actually Hao Mingxu, giving me a call at this hour, seems like Hong Weiguo's side hasn't thought of a countermove yet. Right, even if he has an exceeding amount of capability, what could he do to me still?
He gently took a sip of wine and answered the call. At present, his voice was extremely kind and gentle. "Oh, it's Old Hao, how're things going there? Hong Weiguo has most probably not managed to think of anything yet, right?"
"Director Liu!" Hao Mingxu's voice at the other end of the call was both low and mournful. "Things have gone terribly wrong! This is simply a makeover of the entire situation! Director Liu, trust me, quickly close the quotation! Quickly close the quotation! Any later, and it will be too late!'"