Qujiang Villa District, Gong Decai, Zhang Quangui, and Zheng Xin were anxiously waiting for news.
A moment later, Zhang Quangui's phone rang. As soon as he picked up, an urgent shout came from the other end: "Dad, we're screwed! My guys saw ghosts in the hallway; now everyone's run downstairs—we can't keep causing trouble!"
Zhang Quangui cursed, "Useless idiots! Where the hell do you see ghosts in broad daylight? Send your people back up, or don't even think about asking me for money again!"
"Dad, you're too ruthless!"
The voice on the other end sounded frustrated, powerless: "Fine, I'll get the guys to give it another shot!"
Zhang Quangui hung up, annoyed, but soon his phone started ringing again.
He picked up and immediately started swearing, "What now? Are you fucking kidding me? Can't even handle a tiny thing like this!"
