Yang Ying's words gave Wu Xiaoshan a jolt, and he came to his senses immediately.
The hotel estate had cost him 30 million to negotiate from Chen Jie's hands.
For this matter, Wu Xiaoshan had expended no small amount of effort.
Finally, Chen Jie agreed to let him pay in installments.
Just as the hotel was about to make it, issues had arisen.
"Sister Yang, don't panic, what happened?"
"A group of people came over, wanting to take over the contracting for our hotel. When I disagreed, they started obstructing the hotel's renovation work. I really don't know what to do now."
Yang Ying's voice was still very anxious, clearly indicating she was at a loss.
Wu Xiaoshan frowned and said soothingly, "Sister Yang, don't worry, I'm coming over right away. I'll handle this."
After saying this and comforting Yang Ying a few more words, he hung up the phone.
Just as he was getting up to wash, there was a knock at the door.
"Boss Wu, the master invites you to lunch."