"What about the evidence?" Huang Yao asked in a cold voice, though Ma Tianwei scolded in his heart, "can't you see such a big show?" But he liked the question very much. He only heard Ma Tianwei say, "if you let me make a phone call, you can know whether I am telling the truth or not."

"let you call? Do you want someone to come? What shall we do then? " Huang Yao said with a smile, "forget it, I won't ask you for evidence. I believe you are the eldest son of the president."

Ma Print-Rite scolded again in his heart. The man in front of him was...