"Wen Yu, be honest with me. That thing with Gao Cong—was it arranged by you?" Zhang Yang asked with a laugh over the phone.
"I wouldn't dare hide it from you, Brother Zhang... It was." Since Zhang Yang had asked so directly, Wen Yu had no way to conceal it and immediately laid out the entire story from beginning to end.
"Alright, that's all." Zhang Yang smiled and hung up without saying anything else.
Beside him, Bei Wei cautiously stepped forward.
"What is it?"
"This Bei Jiajia has some nerve. She actually dared to use my name to order Wen Yu around." Zhang Yang found it amusing. "Is he someone she can order about?"
Although Gao Cong was quite innocent, he had also brought it upon himself. Zhang Yang did not care how Bei Jiajia wanted to deal with him.
But who was Wen Yu?
He was the younger brother of Zhang Yang's business partner, a new friend Zhang Yang had only met after coming to Harbin, and a prominent figure in the local area.
Yet Bei Jiajia had gone and ordered around Young Master Wen?
Today, she could use his name to order Wen Yu around. Who knew what she might do tomorrow under the cover of his reputation?
"This..." Bei Wei also felt it was highly inappropriate.
They had warmly entertained them as guests, yet Bei Jiajia had dragged Wen Yu into this matter? He had called her Sister Jiajia out of respect for Zhang Yang, but she had really treated him like some underling?
"I'll call her."
Without another word, she was about to make the call.
"Forget it. Stay here. I'll go find her myself." Zhang Yang casually said before walking straight out of the suite.
A short while later, in the river-view suite where Bei