Ling Zhenfei was pondering when suddenly a phone call came in.
He glanced at the number; it was Tan Wangdong calling.
Ling Zhenfei was momentarily stunned. He wondered why Tan Wangdong would call at this time.
After thinking for a moment, Ling Zhenfei answered the call.
On the other end, Tan Wangdong's somewhat angry voice came through: "Ling Zhenfei, what do you mean by this?"
Feigning ignorance, Ling Zhenfei asked, "What do you mean? What have I done?"
Tan Wangdong said, "Don't tell me you don't know that the International Auction House has publicly put tickets on sale, and now everyone with a restaurant in the city wants to go to the auction to bid on your Xishan Manor's vegetables.
If you say you didn't know, I don't believe you. You're definitely aware of this."
Ling Zhenfei replied, "Of course I know. Isn't it better for more people to come to the auction?"
Tan Wangdong said, "Didn't we agree that it would be our auction only?"
