"Director Lin, calm down." Wang Tianlong was so scared that he almost wet his pants, "This is the famous Emperor of Zhong Hai, the second generation of China's top-tier rich. Moreover, the Qin family in Zhong Hai has the ability to invoke the wind and summon the rain. They're not somebody we can provoke."
"Who cares about Zhong Hai? They've gotten too comfortable."
Tianlong's heart skipped a beat. Boss Lin was so awesome that he even dared to scold Young Master Qin.
"Boss Lin, even though you're more generous than Young Master Qin, he's not someone you can mess with, and..."
"And what?" Lin Yi asked.
"Young Master Qin brought a few girls with him last night. They're staying in the presidential suite upstairs, and they also put it on his tab."
Lin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was sleeping on his own turf.
"Alright, I'll give him a call."
Lin Yi took his phone and dialed Qin Han's number.
