Upon hearing this, Chen Ze couldn't help but wonder: Why don't you just call Chen Hao and explain this to him directly? Why do you have to go through all this trouble by making me come over to invite him?
Faced with Chen Ze's puzzled look, Chen Youfu explained with a helpless wry smile:
"Sigh, I called that brat a long time ago, but he just wouldn't answer! That's why I had no choice but to ask you for help."
Chen Ze frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and thought to himself that what the other party wanted was just to do a small favor and arrange a meeting with someone, which shouldn't be too much trouble. So he nodded and agreed.
Time quickly passed to afternoon, and sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting dappled shadows.
Chen Ze arrived at the Guangfu Hotel ahead of time and had reserved an elegant private room. He sat quietly on the spacious and comfortable sofa, glancing at the door from time to time, waiting for Chen Hao's arrival.
Not long after, a soft sound of footsteps approached from afar, and then the door to the private room was gently pushed open.
Chen Hao appeared at the door. When he saw that only Chen Ze was sitting inside, a look of doubt appeared on his face, but he still stepped inside.
"Brother Ze, what brings you here today? And you even chose to meet here." Chen Hao said as he sat down on the sofa opposite Chen Ze.
Chen Ze smiled slightly, his expression somewhat serious, and replied, "Actually, it wasn't me who contacted you, but rather your old man who asked me to come and talk to you. He said you wouldn't answer his calls, so he asked me to come and meet you."
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