"No, boss, I definitely wasn't implying anything!" Lin Wu shook his head vigorously.
Just as Zhou Chao was about to say something about Lin Wu, his phone rang in his pocket.
Taking it out, he saw that the caller ID was Wang Lao.
"Hello, Wang Lao, what's up?"
"Didn't interrupt your fun, did I?" Wang Lao's tone carried a hint of cheerfulness.
"Well, I do want to have fun, but unfortunately, there's too much going on. After wrapping up things at the Zhuhai Air Show, I came back to Modu. There's still a lot of work waiting for me to handle at the company!"
Zhou Chao didn't hold back on painting a pitiful picture. After all, the crying child gets the milk. If he didn't act pitiful, Wang Lao might not remember his kindness.
Wang Lao on the other end of the line twitched his mouth at Zhou Chao's words. If he didn't know Zhou Chao well, he might have actually believed those words.
