"Luoluo, what are you saying?" Lin Wanhao urgently asked.
Lin Luoluo shook her head. She hadn't told Lin Wanhao about what happened in the underground parking garage; she felt that it shouldn't be because of that incident.
"Dad, the way the bank is treating us now, there must be a problem. We need to find someone to help us."
"In the current situation, who can we ask for help?" Lin Wanhao muttered.
Lin Luoluo hesitated for a moment, then said.
"We can only turn to You Wan now. Their influence in Yancheng's banks is profound. If he is willing to help, the problem can definitely be resolved."
"What???" Lin Wanhao jumped up with a face full of anger.
"That shameless old bastard didn't orchestrate the incident, yet he had the nerve to accept our gifts, nearly causing our provincial city project to be retracted."
"Turn to him for help? I haven't even gone to his doorstep to scold him, and that's being kind."
Lin Luoluo spoke bitterly:
