It was really the voice of the young master Fang Wenbin!
The most crucial thing was, for someone with the status of the great young master to actually call Wang Hao "Brother Hao"!
Zhang Xiaodong was so scared he almost threw his cell phone away, desperately clutching it, he stammered, "Is... is that the great young master? I am Zhang Xiaodong!"
"Zhang Xiaodong?" Fang Wenbin on the other side of the phone hesitated for a moment, then suddenly lashed out, "How is Brother Hao's phone in your hands! How is my Brother Hao?! Zhang Xiaodong, let me tell you, if you dare to touch a single hair on my Brother Hao, I want your head! Tell him to answer the phone! Hurry up!"
As soon as Fang Wenbin finished speaking, Zhang Xiaodong's forehead was dripping with sweat the size of beans, his hands trembling!
The entire second floor of the tavern fell silent.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded, it all felt like a dream!
"Is this for real, am I dreaming?"
"It... It must be real..."
