"Mr. Wang already told me yesterday, sorry Mr. Bao, I didn't pick up your call." Cheng Zhu followed along insincerely.
But let's be honest, being young does have its advantages; whatever you say tends to come off as really sincere.
"No worries, I've been hearing your name quite a lot in the investment circle lately. Are you free today? Let's grab a meal, I'll arrange the place?" Bao Fan was very direct.
"Sure, then I won't head back to Hang City this afternoon." Cheng Zhu was bluffing again.
"Alright, this is your WeChat number, right? I'll add you, just approve it and I'll send you the time and place."
"Okay."
After the call ended, he turned to look at Hu Yan, and said, "I'll head back to Hang City right after dinner tonight."
"You can stay in this room for another night, or if you don't want to, you can go back to the apartment to sleep tonight," he said.
