"Hahaha..." A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.
"You can be careless with food, but you can't be careless with your words!" Xiao Han sneered.
"Kid, stop trying to claim connections here." The disdainful voice of the firefighter said, "You say Young Master Mo is your brother, and that makes him your brother? Besides, even if Young Master Mo were your brother, do you think I wouldn't dare to issue a rectification notice?"
Xiao Han wasn't in a rush; he took out his phone and called Mo Shaocong.
After Mo Shaocong picked up the phone, he reassured, "Don't be afraid, I'll sort this out for you."
For Mo Shaocong, such a thing was a trivial matter, too insignificant to be worth mentioning.
