After a good night's rest in Shangang City, the phone on the table rang just as dawn broke.
Ye Qing was slightly surprised. Who would know his whereabouts here?
He picked up the phone, and Zou Huanglong's voice came through immediately: "Good morning, Mr. Ye!"
Ye Qing frowned slightly. So early in the morning, Zou Huanglong was calling. Could it be there's something going on again?
"Is there something you need?" Ye Qing asked.
Zou Huanglong laughed, "Oh, it's nothing much. I just thought the breakfast at the hotel isn't very good. So, I thought I'd pick up the three of you and we'd go somewhere to have breakfast together."
"No need for the trouble, I've already eaten. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now." Ye Qing replied casually, suspecting that Zou Huanglong had ulterior motives.
"Wait a minute." Zou Huanglong quickly interrupted, hesitated a little, then said softly, "Mr. Ye, I'm really sorry, I actually do have a small matter I'd like to ask your help with."
