Chapter 21 Super Senior
If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain.
Now, no phone call is more important than having dinner with Gu Shiyi.
Gu Shiyi took a bite of rice.
"Why don't you answer the phone?"
Lin Yi smiled and said, "It's an unfamiliar number, and it's from Shanghai. It must be a spam call."
"Indeed, there are so many harassing phone calls nowadays. Let's eat first."
After saying that, Gu Shiyi picked up a large piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into Lin Yi's bowl.
"Hey, you should eat more of the sweet and sour pork ribs you ordered."
Lin Yi picked up the piece of pork ribs and put it to his mouth, just as he was about to eat it, the phone in his pocket vibrated again.
Lin Yi frowned.
I can't even eat in peace. These scam calls nowadays really don't care about other people's life or death.
His anger rose immediately, and Lin Yi pressed the answer button heavily.
"Hello!"
The tone was clearly unfriendly.
…
Shanghai 㹐.
In the Supreme VIP Lounge of the Golden Golf Course, a silver-haired old man sat on a large leather sofa, holding a cane in one hand and looking at the black-clad bodyguard beside him.
"It works?"
The bodyguard nodded repeatedly and bent down respectfully to hand over the phone.
"Old man, the call is connected, and the other party's tone is not very good..."
The old man frowned when he heard this, then he relaxed and smiled.
"I'll tell him about this brat."
I took the phone and put it to my ear, but a "beep, beep, beep" sound came from the receiver.
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Lin Yi had died long ago.
He has been on the phone for a long time without saying anything. How can his husband play with him? He still has to eat!
The bodyguard was an excellent observer, and he knew from the situation that the phone had been hung up again, so he quickly bent down to apologize.
"I'm sorry, old man. It's my fault for not doing my job well. I'll try calling from a different number and I'll definitely get through to you as soon as possible!"
The old man waved.
"Never mind. It has nothing to do with you. I'll fight myself."
The old man lowered his head and dialed a number on his cell phone. His silver hair sparkled under the light. Although his face was covered with wrinkles, he gave people a feeling of wisdom and unfathomable depth.
In fact, he is indeed unfathomable.
His name is Lin Weiguo, the richest man in Shanghai. His main business is real estate. He currently owns countless properties, involving various industries and fields. In the vast Shanghai, he is a figure who covers the sky with one hand.
It has always been the subordinates who asked Lin Weiguo to do things. They had to go through a lot of trouble to get through to his subordinates, and whether they could finally contact Lin Weiguo himself depended on luck.
No one dares to call this number with the number eight, and no one can get through.
However, when Lin Weiguo used this phone to call Lin Yi, he was ruthlessly hung up and treated as a spam call.
He smiled helplessly.
This kid...
Hit again.
The bodyguards and subordinates next to him were sweating, their hearts in their throats, praying in their hearts that the other party, the great man, would answer the phone quickly.
I wonder how awesome this person must be to be able to get the old man to call me personally, and to call me repeatedly with perseverance.
The call finally connected.
Lin Yi's angry voice came from the speakerphone.
"Who are you? You keep calling, then don't say anything after the call is connected. Are you going to let me eat?"
Lin Weiguo reflexively moved his phone further away.
"Lin Yi, right? Don't hang up the phone yet, and don't be angry. Please allow me to introduce myself, okay?"
"……you say."
Lin Yi endured the last bit of his temper.
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