"Hey, bro, what makes you have the time to call me?"
Liu Chuanfeng's tone when calling him "bro" was sickeningly sweet. Anyone unaware would think the two of them were as close as family. After the dinner party last week, Song Zhong had suggested they exchange contact information, and Liu Chuanfeng didn't really care either way—he just figured it was the price of that meal.
After all, the guy had spent nearly ten thousand on them, which was a fraction of a monthly salary.
Chapter 551