The phone is buzzing. Gu Luan thinks for a while and he takes it up.

The name shown on the screen is “Yin Jingsi”.

Gu Luan blinks his eyes and presses the answer button.

“Xia Ning. I admire your nerve. Good. I will give you another chance. Tomorrow, at eleven o’clock, go to the revolving restaurant in the downtown and apologize to Mr. Qian. And it will be done. Or, you may find yourself and your indecent photos on the ...