Chen Dashan was startled. With a serious expression, he said, "Do we still need to meet now? Whatever needs to be said can be done over the phone."
Having already fallen out with the Zhao family, there was no point in keeping up pretenses.
At this moment, Zhao Qiqiang and his family probably wanted to eat him alive.
"Hehe... it's like this. Some matters between you young folks, I heard about you from Qiqiang a few years ago. So, let's do this: you pick the time and place," Zhao Ding said in a chatty tone.
This old fox, making it to the top position in the power department, could squash ninety-nine percent of people with his patience alone.
Chen Dashan thought for a moment and said, "Then let's meet at 11 a.m. tomorrow, at the Furong Restaurant."
After Chen Dashan finished speaking, they both hung up.
...
The next morning, Chen Dashan drove alone to the Furong Restaurant.
