"Then listen to what he has to say!" Zhuo Yifan smiled and nodded.
Song Yingjie answered the phone and heard Lang Guoqing's voice coming from the phone: "Mr. Song? I heard that you went to Wenchang yesterday and met with Director Jiang?"
"Secretary Lang is really well informed! Yes, I went to Wenchang last night and met Director Jiang. But I have returned to Sanya now." Song Yingjie explained with a smile, waiting to hear what Lang Guoqing had to say.
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"That's it! I heard that Director Jiang also came to Sanya with you. I wonder if Director Jiang is there with you?" Lang Guoqing asked tentatively.
"Yes, Director Jiang is indeed here with me. But he drank too much and is taking a rest. It is estimated that he will have to sleep for a whole day before he wakes up!" Song Yingjie glanced at Zhuo Yifan and used the medicine that Zhuo Yifan had used before.
I also gave him the same rhetoric I had said before.
Zhuo Yifan nodded and chuckled at Song Yingjie.
"Well, since Director Jiang has already come to Sanya, I think there is no need to go to Wenchang today, right? Is there anything we can discuss in Sanya?" Lang Guoqing was silent for a moment, and then continued to ask.
"Of course, no problem. When Director Jiang wakes up, I will naturally talk to him!" Song Yingjie promised.
"Well... Director Jiang and I haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to come over and see him now!" Lang Guoqing continued.
"Isn't this... inconvenient? Director Jiang is drunk right now. Even if Secretary Lang comes, he probably won't be able to speak!" Song Yingjie said hesitantly.
"It's okay, I'll just take a look at him. Besides, I also have something I want to talk to Mr. Song about!" Lang Guoqing explained with a smile.
Song Yingjie glanced at Zhuo Yifan hesitantly, and when the latter nodded to him, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay then. We'll be in the hotel, waiting for Secretary Lang to arrive!"
After the two exchanged a few polite words, they ended the call directly.
Putting away the phone, Song Yingjie asked anxiously: "Why did you ask me to agree to him? Although Jiang Xiaowen is in our hands, he is fine now. What if Lang asks to see Jiang Xiaowen on National Day?
You can’t stop him, right?”
"Didn't you say that Jiang Xiaowen was drunk and fell asleep? What if we let him see it?" Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly.
"But..." Song Yingjie just wanted to say that Jiang Xiaowen is fine, but he soon understood what Zhuo Yifan meant. He pointed at Zhuo Yifan and asked, "Have you come up with some weird idea again?"
"Since our friend Jiang Xiaowen is drunk, let's just let him get drunk. Then we won't be afraid of betraying him!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled noncommittally.
"Okay, you have a lot of clever ideas. Then you can figure it out!" Song Yingjie nodded speechlessly.
"Let's go and see Jiang Xiaowen!" Zhuo Yifan nodded, turned around and walked out of Song Yingjie's room.
In another room, Zhuo Yifan saw the two young men from before, as well as Lai Languang and Jiang Xiaowen, whom they were guarding. At this time, the two young men were standing aside, but Lai Languang and Jiang Xiaowen were sitting on the sofa, talking to each other.
The big eyes stared at the small ones. After what happened last night, Lai Languang hated Jiang Xiaowen to the core. This kind of tit-for-tat situation was not surprising in Zhuo Yifan's opinion.
"Mr. Zhuo!" Seeing Zhuo Yifan come in, Lai Languang stood up immediately.