After delivering He Yisheng, Mu Chudi turned back to the ward.

In front of the ward door, Heimu stood outside, holding his cell phone and talking on the phone.

His face was tense and he looked down and paced. He did not see the arrival of Mu Chudi at all.

"Don't do that, President, don't we still have a house to mortgage? Why didn't you suddenly grant us any money?

"Did you have a good conversation before, President?"

Just yesterday, the other party couldn't make any phone calls. Heimu still managed to call back by changing a number in several ways.

But the other party didn't seem to have any...