"Don't worry, Qiu Bro, I know the stakes."
Liu Hanhe promised, then began waiting for the phone call.
Wait and wait, the food got cold, the tea lost its flavor, and the heart burned with anxiety, but Han Lie's call never came.
What was God Lie doing?
At home, smoking cigars with Panzi and Liu Minghao.
Panzi had some nice stuff, and though Han Lie didn't much like it, he would have one occasionally to enjoy while chatting. It was quite pleasurable.
"Your slap today was really loud!"
Liu Minghao joked with a smile: "Even an outsider like me dabbling in law heard about it, created quite a stir on half of the Huangpu Bund!"
"Oh?" Han Lie raised an eyebrow, "What are they saying outside?"
"There's a fierce 90's kid messing with the stock market, swinging a blow that knocked over several old private equity firms, attracting all the attention in the market... investors from those private equity companies have been calling me."
