"Is Ma Youliang waiting for me?" Why didn't you call me? Zhang Dadan asked as he walked up the stairs.
Zhou Yong couldn't laugh or cry at these words. "Brother, did you check your phone? Is it out of power? I called you more than once!"
Zhang Dadan took out his phone to check. Indeed, it was dead. He had recorded several hours of footage, and the battery was depleted.
"You dare to come back! Are you sure you're okay?" Ma Youliang saw Zhang Daqi barging in recklessly and asked with concern.
His anxious appearance indeed moved Zhang Dadan, but he had underestimated Zhang Dadan. How could he possibly find him?
"What can I do? By the way, I just helped Qian Dongcheng with his illness and made some money!" Zhang Dadan replied.
After they sat down, Zhou Yong found an excuse and left the compartment with great interest. He didn't want to add to Zhang's confusion.
After Zhou Yong left, Ma Youliang quickly took a briefcase out of his bag and handed it to Zhang with great dignity.
