But they didn't know that the daughter had run into trouble last night, he should have put Little Huzi to sleep yesterday and gone out to search, perhaps by now the daughter would have been found.
Old Zhao was filled with regret and anxiety!
"Uncle, I know you're anxious now, and we're equally anxious, but you have to think about Little Huzi too. Now that the factory manager is in trouble and Yun Hao is still out on a mission, it's up to you to take care of Little Huzi, so you must take care of yourself."
Old Zhao, with hands full of wrinkles, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, his voice choked with sobs, "Right, you're right, I can't collapse, I still have Little Huzi."
He strode outside to pick up his grandson.
Lu Jianjun sent them off and immediately sat in the office and dialed the phone number Li Zihao had given him, making the call.
Someone on the other end picked up.
"Hello, I am looking for Zhang Menmen, is she there?"
