"Old Bao, your son has really messed up."
"Let's have tea and talk about it."
"Forget about meeting up. It's inconvenient for me to say more now. In the middle of the night, all the leaders at the provincial hall are in an emergency meeting, and the matter has already been urgently reported to the capital. A commissioner from the capital will travel overnight to Nandu just to oversee your son's case. That's all I can mention, let's leave it at that."
"Which one? What exactly happened?"
Drug use wouldn't be so serious, but if it involves drug trafficking, Old Bao knew his son wouldn't be foolish to that extent, nor was it necessary. What exactly was it that alarmed the capital? Was it because of his shady friends? Old Bao tried to extract some information from an old friend.
"You will naturally find out what it is in due course."
"This matter needs your help. This kid is always mischievous."
