However, this time, Liu Zhizhong's contact number couldn't be reached.
In Gu Changsha's hands, there were two numbers for Liu Zhizhong, one for work and one personal.
If the work number couldn't be reached, then try the personal number!
After all, the President is on a special plane, and the mobile signal should be smooth.
Yet, Liu Zhizhong's number also couldn't be reached.
Gu Changsha's eyes went dark, and he felt utterly dejected.
Damn Pulalishi Jin, return my son-in-law, damn you!
Helpless, Gu Changsha could only accept the fact, letting it happen, unable to do anything.
The scheme he painstakingly designed was also ruined.
Does he hate that old bastard in his heart? Of course... sigh...
