Mao Xiaojie was in a meeting with the company's higher-ups when he suddenly received a call from his father, Mao Dazhu.
He hung up without thinking.
Although his father had paid for his company, he looked down on this old farmer from the bottom of his heart.
Other than relying on his identity as the village chief to bully men and women, what else did this guy have?
However, Mao Dazhu's call came again.
Mao Xiaojie frowned and could only instruct the higher-ups, "You guys look at the information first. We'll discuss it later."
With that, he walked out of the conference room and picked up the call.
"I'm in a meeting. What's the matter?"
His father Mao Dazhu's voice immediately came from the other side.
"Son, the bald monk and the others stopped a car from Zhonghai just now, but I think those two people are quite powerful. I'm afraid they'll cause trouble, so I called you to ask."