Chapter Two Hundred Eighty-Five
"Dragon Head, do you, do you need something?" Gao Xiongfei asked with a trembling face.
"Of course, I need something. Why else would I call you?" Long Xiaoshan said. "Do you have any cars? A friend of mine is getting married today and wants to borrow a few wedding cars. If you have any, send some over; they should be of good brands."
"Ah?" Gao Xiongfei was somewhat slow to react.
"I asked if you have cars! Good ones! My friend is getting married, and I need to borrow some," Long Xiaoshan repeated.
"Borrow... borrow cars!" Gao Xiongfei was dumbfounded. He thought that for the Dragon Head of the Hechuan City Chamber of Commerce to seek him out, there must be some earth-shattering matter. His calves were even starting to cramp, but it turned out to be such a trivial issue.
