Liu Xianggui said to Zhu Hongye, "Don't you always brag that everyone in Shanghai would give you some face? Now that something actually happened, your face isn't working?
Why don't you call Gu Bai, ask for a favor, and get it over with?"
Liu Xianggui hadn't yet realized the severity of the situation.
Zhu Hongye pondered for a moment, realizing that in this case, only the person who tied the knot could untie it. Appealing to Gu Bai seemed to be the only way.
Thinking of this, Zhu Hongye extinguished his cigarette, sat back on the sofa, and dialed Mr. Shao's phone number. It wasn't that he didn't want to call Gu Bai directly, but he simply didn't have Gu Bai's phone number.
Even though the initial funds for the Black Swan Headquarters Building amounted to billions, Gu Bai had entrusted it to Mr. Shao to handle entirely.
To put it simply, Zhu Hongye, the president of a listed company, was not on the same level as Gu Bai and could only communicate through Mr. Shao.
