The voice was lazy, very familiar.
"It's me!"
"Dad?"
The voice on the other end was somewhat sharp, "Whose phone number is this?"
"Don't worry about that for now, where is Song Jinfu?"
Song Jinfu?
Zhao Xiaoguo's head buzzed instantly on the other end of the phone.
How did the old man know about Song Jinfu?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"Dad..."
Still clinging to a one-in-a-million hope, Zhao Guojun knew from his son's hesitant voice that the mysterious phone call was true.
Zhao Guojun sighed. The relationship between Song Jinfu and himself, doesn't his foolish son know?
Why kill him?!
Zhao Xiaoguo, Zhao Guojun knew very well.
Timid and afraid of trouble, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Relying on having his father backing him up, he dared to race, play with women, even gamble, and assault, do all sorts of things.
Zhao Guojun had tried to control him, scolded him, and disciplined him.
But it was useless.
