Ruan Guohua frowned. A sudden, inexplicable sense of foreboding washed over him.
He couldn't quite put his finger on why.
Based on his son's personality, he absolutely wouldn't call unless he was completely out of money.
'Did he already lose the few million I gave him? So quickly?'
'It's only been a short while.'
'Whatever. If he lost it, he lost it. I'll just write it off as an entertainment expense for Xu Yun.'
'I can just give him more later. It's not a big deal.'
Ruan Guohua didn't dwell on it. He answered the call right in front of Fu Baoying. "What is it?" he asked. "Out of money again?"
"That's not it, Dad."
Ruan Qingnian replied, "We ran into some trouble here. We might need you to help us out."
"What kind of trouble?"
"Today we ran into a group of morons who blocked our way. They even tried to shake down Brother Xu."
"What!"
Ruan Guohua asked, "Are you all right?"
"We're fine."
