Doodoo...
Turning around, Su Muxue bit her lip and dialed her father's number.
"Xue'er?"
On the phone, Su Yunshan's voice could be heard.
"Dad, I've run into some trouble..."
Speaking very softly, Su Muxue repeated the purpose of Lin Zhengdong's visit and finally asked, "The Su Family from Hong City, do we actually have any connection with them?"
"Ah, Xue'er, our relationship with the Hong City Su Family is complicated. But don't panic, I'll contact someone right away. You just need to hold off Lin Zhengdong for now."
After all, Su Yunshan was someone who had weathered many storms. Seeing that Lin Zhengdong had reappeared didn't elicit much of a reaction from him.
After giving his daughter some advice, he hung up the phone.
Then, he dialed the number of the plump Lu Weilong. They had exchanged numbers after drinking together for an afternoon at a birthday banquet.
The call connected quickly.
Lu Weilong's respectful voice came through, "Mr. Long?"