"Hmm... alright, be careful!"
"Hmm! Goodbye, goodbye."
Zheng Xueyun hung up the phone, and then went to the underground parking lot. Zheng Xueyun quickly walked to his car. One of his two subordinates was sitting in the driver's seat, and the other in the passenger seat. As Zheng Xueyun got in the car, his mind was full of Zheng Keji's situation. He didn't notice. His handheld device fell directly to the ground, and his pink phone split open.
Zheng Xueyun frowned and picked up his broken phone: "This useless piece of junk!"
But Zheng Xueyun didn't care too much. The three of them quickly rushed to Muzhou City.
Sunx Han, who was beside Jiang Guangrong, asked curiously: "Did Zheng Xueyun's father have a heart attack? Why did he never mention that his father had a heart attack?"
Jiang Guangrong turned around and said: "Some people just don't want to disclose it. Maybe that's why Uncle Zheng has stepped back in recent years..."
