Gu Jin remained silent. She quietly hung up the phone, deciding to call Qiu Qianghai again tomorrow.
Haijiang Hotel, eleventh floor, in the dance hall.
In one of the private rooms, Qiu Qianghai had a girl in his arms, holding his phone with one hand, frowning at the disconnected call, his face filled with confusion.
After a while: "Damn! Who dares to hang up on me!"
After speaking, he tossed his phone aside.
The others around him heard and immediately gathered around.
"Hey! Who made our brother Qianghai unhappy?"
"Exactly, just tell us, we'll take care of him for you!"
The ones gathering were some rich kids from Wanhai City who were on fairly good terms with Qiu Qianghai.
Hearing their instigation, Qiu Qianghai playfully fondled the girl beside him, drunkenly saying indifferently: "Who knows which idiot, seems like the name is Gu... Gu Jin!"
His originally casual tone heightened dramatically at the end, breaking pitch!
This change of tone startled everyone around.
