Zhao Qiankun was so shocked that his entire body trembled.
Did Chen Yu have to be so godly?
Just as he finished speaking, a call came.
It was also most likely a blackmail call from the robbers.
Li Changjun, who finally reacted, revealed a look of joy. Chen Yu would never disappoint.
"President Zhao, please answer the phone immediately. Don't forget to put it on speaker."
"Alright."
Zhao Qiankun patted his face twice and carefully pressed the speaker button.
The next second, a rough voice came from the tube.
"Is this Boss Zhao?"
"It's me. Who are you?"
Zhao Qiankun asked.
"We have never met before, but I have heard of your name."
"You are a big shot in Hangzhou's auto industry."
"It's not easy for us lowly people to make a living, so we want to borrow some money from Boss Zhao to survive."
A moment later, the other party hung up.
Li Changjun gritted his teeth in anger.
