Wang Hu's nose was blue and swollen, his head wrapped in bandages, presenting a very sorry state.
"Wang Hu?"
Lin Luoluo, Yang Hao, and the others were all stunned.
Nobody had expected Wang Hu to barge in at this moment.
Zhou Yu spoke indifferently, "Isn't this Wang Hu? What brings you here?"
Seeing Zhou Yu, Wang Hu trembled all over, nearly falling to his knees.
But recalling Li He's reminder, he refrained from bowing his head and said:
"It's like this, I had just repaid Lin Corporation three million, right? After thinking it over, I realized I've owed this money for so long, yet I hadn't paid any interest."
"So, I hurried over to bring you the interest."
Wang Hu took out a bag and respectfully placed it on the table.
Wang Hu's actions left Lin Luoluo and everyone else utterly astonished.
What's going on?
Is this really Wang Hu?
Zhou Yu said blandly:
"I heard a moment ago that there was a collective stoppage of supplies by the building materials merchants in Yancheng?"
