It was early evening, and Tang Ming had lost track of how many times he had helped out. Anyway, he kept busy as there was nothing much to do, and just at a critical moment, Zhou Xiaoqian's phone suddenly rang.
"Wait a second, let me take this call."
Zhou Xiaoqian pleaded breathlessly.
"No worries, you take your call, I'll keep busy."
Tang Ming grinned mischievously, with no intention of stopping, and instead urged Zhou Xiaoqian to answer her phone.
"You, you really are a rascal."
Zhou Xiaoqian looked at Tang Ming helplessly, answered the phone, and tried to keep her voice normal: "Hello, what's up?"
"Xiaoqian, come quickly to save us. Liu Xinlong and I ended up in a dodgy shop, and now they want over thirty thousand yuan to let us go."
Wu Fangyue's voice sounded tearful.
"What? You encountered a dodgy shop too... mm hm mm."
"Really? What's with your voice?"
"Nothing, nothing's wrong, I'll tell Tang Ming, send me your location... we, we'll be there soon."
