The voice on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, then Zhao Dachun's resigned voice came through, "Brother Su, I was actually going to contact you even if you hadn't made this call. There seems to be a slight deviation with the deal concerning Plot No. 4."
Zhao Dachun's words choked Su Xinglei. The smile on his face had not fully spread when it froze; he simply couldn't accept reality.
"Deviation... what kind of deviation?"
Su Xinglei's lips quivered a bit, he felt his mind go blank, as if the whole world was turning its back on him!
"Originally, I was in charge of Plot No. 4. For some reason unknown to me, Director Zhou suddenly got involved with the Plot No. 4 deal—I'm afraid I can't do anything about it now.
This time, your brother has let you down. I will definitely find an opportunity to make it up to you in the future!"
After finishing, Zhao Dachun hung up the phone.
With a thump, Su Xinglei collapsed into his chair, looking as if he had lost his soul!
