In the private room, Zhang Wenlai and the others were toasting and drinking happily.
They didn't take Lin Yi seriously. After everything was done, they would give out the money and arrange for their drivers to escape.
After all, Lin Yi was not a big shot, so they did not take him seriously.
"Come, come, come. Continue drinking. After drinking, I'll call for the next round," Zhang Wenlai said with a smile.
After another glass of wine, Zhou Guotao lit a cigarette.
"President Zhang, it's been a while. I think the matters outside should be almost over. Let's call and ask first."
Zhang Wenlai looked at his watch and realized that more than 20 minutes had passed.
"Don't bother. I think they're all together. I'll just call and ask myself."
Zhang Wenlai took out his phone and dialed Tang Pengfei's number.
However, no one picked up until the call ended.
"No answer?"
