"Tomorrow night? I probably can't make it, Dong Hao is throwing a party at the Marriott Hot Spring Resort tomorrow night, and I've already promised to go there,"
Tao Donglai shook his head, sipped the red wine in his glass, and said, "Uncle, you go try Mo Han first and see if he's as difficult to deal with as the rumors suggest. Call me anytime if there's any situation."
"Well, since you're busy, let's forget it."
Seeing his nephew decline, Tao Pinggui wasn't really angry. "Speaking of which, Dong Hao has been playing around too much outside. When you see him tomorrow, you should have a good talk with him. If he contracts any diseases and brings them home, your dad will have something to say."
"All right."
Tao Donglai nodded, "I will talk to Dong Hao tomorrow."
Suddenly thinking of something, Tao Donglai's voice grew deeper, "Uncle, do you know that Sun Shaohua from the Menghu Gang died in a car accident in Jiangling City last night?"
"Yeah, I heard about it."
