"I'm sorry, but I've been feeling a bit overheated these past few days, so I won't be attending the gathering."
Liu Qiang softened his tone as he tactfully declined.
"Come on, the other brothers are all here. It wouldn't be cool if you didn't show up today."
"What's a bit of overheating? I've got a spicy little thing lined up for you tonight, guaranteed to extinguish all that fire."
On the phone, Lou Dazhong continued to persuade him.
Anxious Liu Qiang was not interested in any "little thing."
But considering his current situation, having lost control over the pharmaceutical factory and needing to rise again, he definitely still required the help of many business friends.
"Alright, I'm coming down now. See you in twenty minutes."
Changing his mind, Liu Qiang readily agreed.
After a quick change of clothes, Liu Qiang checked his phone again. There were no messages from the hitman, and he sighed in frustration.
