C153 The Rich Are More Forgetful!

"Du du du!"

"Who's there?"

The phone had barely rung three times before being answered by a voice that was both aged and commanding, causing Jia Weimin's hand to involuntarily shake.

"Mr. Suen, it's me, Jia Weimin!"

Jia Weimin gulped down his nervousness, striving to keep his voice steady.

"Jia Weimin? Whatever it is, can wait. I'm in the middle of something!"

The man on the line