Jiang Guoqiang was furious, but there was nothing he could do. The Wharton family was his last lifeline.
"Alright, Chief. I'll make the call now." This was the first time Jiang Guoqiang's assistant had received such treatment. He didn't want to make the call either. However, he understood that things were different now. The change in everyone's attitude towards him could be seen when he went out during this period of time.
Jiang Guoqiang's assistant had just made a call. On the other end of the phone, Chen Ming's assistant heard that the call was from Jiang Guoqiang's assistant and he spoke in Mandarin with a foreign accent that was not very standard, "I didn't expect that we would have such a tacit understanding. I was just about to call you when you called."
"Is that so?" The smile on Jiang Guoqiang's assistant's face on the other end of the phone looked very forced. Speaking of which, the difference in who made the call was huge.
