Half an hour later, Wang Qiang walked out of his house, looking utterly distraught.
To be precise, he was chased out by his father wielding a whip.
Luo Zitong and Luo Xuanran, who had been anxiously waiting outside, hurried to greet him.
"Qiang, how did it go? Didn't your uncle give you a hard time, did he?"
"Qiangzi, what did your uncle say? Did he find out who was behind this?"
Shaking his head dejectedly, Wang Qiang replied, "How would I know? As soon as I got back, the old man started whipping me mercilessly; I'm covered in bruises now."
Thinking of something, he looked up at Luo Zitong, "Zitong, my dad said that Tian Sheng Group canceled their contract with Qiangwei Building Materials because I offended some big shot."
"I've been racking my brains, and the only person I've offended these past few days is your useless brother-in-law. Could it be that he has some connections with Tian Sheng Group?"
