"Younger Brother Zhou, you've been one busy man lately! If you hadn't contacted me, I wouldn't have been able to get ahold of you. I couldn't even reach you through your wife!"
When Zhou Fan arrived at Zhang Long's company, Zhang Long greeted him with a smile, though he didn't forget to complain.
"My apologies, brother. I've been bogged down with things. Besides, when I leave Nanjiang City, I usually just turn my phone off or don't answer," Zhou Fan said apologetically. He took the cigarette Zhang Long offered, lit it, and the two of them sat down casually on the steps in front of the building. Directly across from them, not too far away, stood the Divan tower.
"Younger Brother Zhou, here's the information you asked for. As it happens, I was looking for you because of this same Huang Family, so the file is pretty thorough."
Zhang Long handed a file to Zhou Fan, his expression troubled.
