When Chen Fan arrived at the restaurant, he was surprised to find out that Zhou Tianhao's bodyguard, A-Biao had injured his arm.
A-Biao's arm wrapped in bandages was secured in a sling. Chen Fan wagered that someone must have broken it.
"Who did it?" Chen Fan asked curiously.
He knew A-Biao's strength first hand. Whatever damage he had done to A-Biao from the kick that night should have long-since recovered, so why was his arm broken?
With many questions in his mind, Chen Fan came up to Zhou Tianhao.
"Boss Zhou, I don't think you wanted me to come here just to hear your apology, so what is it? "
"I knew I wouldn't be able to fool you!" Zhou Tianhao was not embarrassed at all by his poor excuse to coax Chen Fan to here. "I need a hand, a small favor from you if you will."
"I'm all ears." Chen Fan nodded slightly.
