The phone connected.
Guo Qing seemed very happy.
"Haha, my good brother, why did you think of me? Are you feeling sorry for me fighting alone in Shencheng City and want to come and keep me company?"
Hearing the tone, Chen Xiao knew Guo Qing had probably drunk quite a bit tonight.
"You didn't just come from a drinking party, did you?"
Chen Xiao asked with a smile, and immediately a sweet voice came from Guo Qing's end:
"President Guo, I've finished washing, do you need me to help you...?"
Before the voice on the other end could finish, there was suddenly silence.
Two seconds later, Guo Qing chuckled awkwardly:
"Cough cough, brother, understand, I'm just a guy. Don't tell my grandfather, or he'll scold me again!"
"I understand, I understand, maybe you should focus on your own business. At a time like this, I don't want to spoil your mood."
Chen Xiao also felt his call wasn't timed well.
But Guo Qing seriously said, "It's okay, tell me your business."
