Although it was a drinking occasion, the four of them called it a night after just one bottle of Maotai.
Wu Yun had wanted to pay the bill, but the owner, Zhang Tao, was a man of principle and would only take Liu Song's money. It wasn't until later that Wu Yun learned Zhang Tao had only charged them at cost.
Once in the car, Wu Yun, his mind perfectly clear, took out his phone and dialed Li Qiuliang first.
"Hello? President Li! This is big! Find somewhere quiet!" Wu Yun said loudly. It sounded noisy on Li Qiuliang's end.
"Alright, President Wu. Go ahead!" Li Qiuliang was at a family gathering. His relatives had just been showering him with compliments, which made him a little uncomfortable. Wu Yun's call was a welcome rescue.
"I got a tip tonight. Modu is about to regulate the shared bike market and crack down on the chaos of bikes being parked everywhere!" Hearing Wu Yun's words, Li Qiuliang's heart skipped a beat, but then he relaxed.
