The banquet had not yet ended when Wang De left the hall early.
Standing outside, Wang De's face was grim as he watched Li Chen, who was being watched by everyone inside, a trace of faint murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"Hello?"
Wang De dialed a number silently, a fierce look appearing on his face.
That's right, he indeed lacked the business acumen of other businessmen in calculating profits and losses, but his methods, if employed, were even more ruthless than those businessmen's.
"Heh heh…" A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Young Master, what has happened for you to contact me?"
Upon hearing this voice, an evil smile unconsciously appeared on Wang De's face, "You know full well why I got you out of the station. This time, I need you to do something for me."
"Alright, Young Master, tell me, I'm all ears."
"Help me arrange a car accident, I want to kill someone!" Wang De said with a sinister laugh.
