The call connected quickly. Ying Ji's voice, tinged with exhaustion, came through the line.
She spoke, half-joking and half-serious, "Zhao Yuan, you never call unless you need something. So, what do you need me to do?"
Zhao Yuan didn't beat around the bush, getting straight to the point. "Have you ever heard of the Fuqiang Decoration Company?"
Ying Ji paused for a moment. As it turned out, she did know the company.
Apparently, the reason Ma Hui dared to be so arrogant was that he had managed to get on the good side of a collateral relative of the Ying Family.
This relative, despite having little status within the Ying Family itself, was in charge of a real estate company under the Ying Group. He was well-connected in both legitimate and shady circles and, in the eyes of outsiders, was unequivocally a successful man.
When Ying Ji had needed her villa renovated, this relative had recommended Ma Hui for the job.
