"You little rascal, you're just bragging again."
Lin Xueyi looked at Yang Fei skeptically.
"Why would Secretary Luo invite you to dinner? Who do you think you are?"
Having run a hotel, the highest-ranking official Lin Xueyi had ever seen was the Deputy Director of the District Bureau of Industry and Commerce.
In front of Lin Xueyi, that guy acted as if he were an emperor, full of airs and graces.
And now, the most powerful official in the whole city wanted to have dinner with Yang Fei?
That was just inconceivable.
Zhang Lifang also stared at Yang Fei in astonishment, clearly nervous.
"Yang Fei, could it be that our real estate speculating has been exposed? What if they've laid a trap and there are police waiting to arrest you the moment you show up?"
Zhang Lifang's ex-husband, Wu Wei, was a big rascal.
Just the mention of the police made Wu Wei uneasy, a fear that had since rubbed off onto Zhang Lifang.
Yang Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.