Pressure hit him squarely in the face.
Money was a trivial matter, but Gu Changsheng was angry too, and it was out of the question to let Jiao Man pay the bill.
"Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call and have someone come to settle the bill," he said.
Jiao Man disagreed, "Mr. Zhou is certainly busy, don't bother her, I can pay just the same, don't listen to their nonsense."
"It's fine," Gu Changsheng naturally wouldn't call Zhou Jiayi. He couldn't let his wife share in his embarrassment. He would have Mr. Ou or Wu Zhongshan send someone with the money instead. Five million was no big deal. "I'll call a friend…"
As Gu Changsheng was speaking, Wang Jianfei mocked him incessantly, cutting him off, "Yo, listen to Mr. Gu's tone here. Calling a friend to bring money, huh? Mr. Gu's friends must be much more impressive than us old classmates, maybe they're rich and influential like him, some sort of wealthy son-in-law."
