Song Guanchao immediately called Lu Feng.
"Arrange a meeting with Tang Zhengqiang."
He hung up the phone and waited quietly.
He felt that he was getting close to the truth.
Zeng Li rested her head on his arm, smiling as she looked at him.
"What's with your expression?" He always found Zeng Li's expression a bit strange.
Zeng Li said, "I guess that swindler won't meet with you."
"Why?"
"Because he's already made a choice."
"Also, you waited a few days to contact him. How do you think he would feel about that?"
"If it were me, I'd definitely think you're not here to pay for information, but rather trying to pry something out of me."
"In this situation, not only would he refuse to meet with you, but he'd also avoid you."
Song Guanchao raised his eyebrows.
This possibility did exist.
He didn't have to wait long before Lu Feng called back.
"Class leader, he wants you to call him directly."
"Send me the number."
