When Fan Dachun uttered "Mr. Shen," Chen Ziyang already knew who was on the other end of the call.
In He County, there was only one person surnamed Shen with the status to handle disputes in Northern County that Chen Ziyang could think of.
Shen Minghai.
Just as expected, Fan Dachun's expression completely changed, he looked at Chen Ziyang in terror, his face full of fat trembling.
Chen Ziyang maintained his smile.
"I, I understand, sor, sorry, Mr. Shen ..."
Sweat had started trickling down Fan Dachun's forehead.
Even though the music was loud outside, angry curses could still be heard coming from the receiver.
"Fan Dachun, you're the manager of Food Street, if you can handle it then handle it, if you can't, then get lost!"
"You come to me to complain about Chen Ziyang? Do you know what relationship I have with him?"
"If Chen Ziyang wants to consolidate the four streets, just cooperate obediently, what's with all the nonsense?"
