Qin Yimo walked over." Brother Yang, I heard that this Lu Minghui knows a lot of people in society. What should we do now?"
"If he can call for help, why can't I?" Yang Luo narrowed his eyes.
Yang Luo took out his phone and called Jiang Tianlong.
The call was quickly connected.
"Mr. Yang, what's the matter?"
Jiang Tianlong's respectful voice rang out.
"I have something I need your help with," said Yang Luo.
"What's there to talk about?" Jiang Tianlong smiled."Mr. Yang, if there's anything you need, just say it."
" I've run into some trouble here," Yang Luo said in a deep voice." Call a group of people over. The more, the better."
"Okay, Mr. Yang, where are you now?"
I'm at the Dream Chasing Charity Foundation building."
"Alright, I'll call them now."
Soon, Yang Luo hung up the phone.
At this moment, Lu Minghui also hung up the phone.
He laughed mockingly." Yo, kid, you're calling for help too?"
Yang Luo ignored this guy.
