"Who's that?" Chen Wenxuan answered the phone.

"Chen Wenxuan, still put on airs, huh?" A man's roar came from the other end of the phone.

As soon as hearing the voice, Chen Wenxuan's attitude shifted immediately, and he said obsequiously, "Brother Hu, I didn't. I just didn't figure out your voice."

"Let's spare the bullshit! Fuck, come to see me right now! Damn, when I was suffering, you bastard was enjoying, huh?" Brother Hu didn't buy that but swore ...