"Alright, cut the crap. I'm on my way now!"
Xu Fan and his crew were nearby, and Hu Busan didn't dilly-dally. After giving his notice, he immediately hung up.
Clearly, Hu Busan had run into trouble. As soon as he hung up, Xu Fan asked, "Hu Busan, what happened?"
"Boss, there's trouble at the Night Drunk Bar..."
The Night Drunk Bar was the pet project of Hu Busan, and it had recently become Jinling's hottest club.
According to his subordinates, a bunch of cops had shown up and found some contraband in the bar, and they were about to shut it down.
Luckily, Hu Busan had been cautious from the start; the bar's legal person was not under his name. Otherwise, he'd be behind bars right now.
"Hu Busan, have you lost your damn mind over money? Daring to mess with that stuff? Forgot the rules of Lingyan Pavilion?"
Before Xu Fan could speak, Zhou Zhanlong, with a face full of fury, was ready to lay into him!
