At the top level of Baiyu Palace were guest rooms. Virtually every major corporate leader in Shencheng had rooms booked year-round here, ensuring they had a place to rest temporarily if they ever got drunk during business entertainment.
That night, after discussing official matters with Chi Zhengjun and Qiao Yishen, Quan Yu didn't return to the old mansion but stayed upstairs in the guest rooms at Baiyu Palace instead.
He had drunk a bit too much the previous night. Although he could hold his liquor well, he still woke up late the next day. He rarely woke up this late.
His phone kept vibrating. Rubbing his aching temples, Quan Yu picked it up and saw it was an overseas call from Canada. He tossed it aside without answering.
After his bath, the phone was still vibrating. The handsome man's brows knitted slightly. He walked to the bedside, picked up the phone, and seeing it was Lai Yang's number, answered, "Hello?" His voice was a little hoarse, as he hadn't spoken all night.
