"Brother Guo, sorry for the interruption."
Zhou Wang first smiled, then looked at Guo Bing, who was already dumbfounded, and said, "Didn’t you ask me to contact you in Magic City before? Well, I have to tell you now, I might not be able to contact you in Magic City..."
"Huh? What do you mean, brother?"
Guo Wangshan on the other end of the line was taken aback.
"Brother, I need to apologize to you first. I’m ashamed to say that I was a bit too young and hot-headed, and got into a conflict with a young guy from Magic City. He threatened that if I go to Magic City, he would kill me."
"Which rich kid in Magic City is so fierce? Come on, tell me, brother, so I can learn something!"
Guo Wangshan first exclaimed, then asked puzzled, "But brother, why are you apologizing to me for no reason?"
Zhou Wang sighed, sincerely, "Because he called himself your son, Guo Bing. You see, already had a falling out with your family before even meeting. How can I have the nerve to contact you again, brother?"
"..."
Guo Wangshan was silent for a long time before speaking, "Is he there with you now?"
"Yeah, I have him on speaker."
Zhou Wang said with a smile.
At this moment, Guo Bing, whose mind had long been buzzing, finally reacted. He shrank a bit and instinctively shouted:
"Dad..."
Zhou Wang considerately handed over the phone, and Guo Bing instinctively reached out to take it.
"Don’t call me Dad."
Guo Wangshan said lightly on the other end, "You can kill someone in Magic City, but I, Guo Wangshan, don’t have such an impressive son."
"Dad, it’s just..."
Guo Bing, anxious, tried to explain.
However, Guo Wangshan cut him off coldly, "So your so-called project research is about flaunting your stupidity and ignorance?"
"Dad, no, I..."
"Then what... now tell me, what exactly have you been researching? Is it about how satisfying the girls in Hang City’s club are, or how fun the fashion models are in Rong City?"
Guo Wangshan spoke at a not particularly fast pace, even leisurely, but each sentence was full of pressure, making cold sweat drip down Guo Bing’s forehead.
It turned out that his seemingly busy father was actually completely aware of everything he did...
"Dad, I didn’t... I just, just went to relax a bit, all my friends took me there..."
Guo Bing became incoherent, even using the classic excuse "I have a friend."
"What’s wrong with your brain?! You even threatened to kill someone, who do you think you are, Du Yuesheng or Huang Jinrong?"
Having taunted him, Guo Wangshan finally got angry, bursting out with a couple of highly Magic City-flavored curses, "If you really have such skills, I’d burn incense to our ancestors tomorrow, worthless fool, only good at causing trouble..."
Zhou Wang, listening from the side, also clicked his tongue. Although he understood that half of Guo Wangshan’s insults were directed at himself, this brother’s temper was really quite explosive, not at all matching Zhou Wang’s impression of Magic City men...
In the end, Guo Bing seemed to resign himself, no longer trying to argue, listening dejectedly. Being scolded publicly like this, his face was already flushed, yet he dared not hang up...
"Get back to Magic City at once, finish your MBA honestly, and if you dare to run around again, don’t come back!"
"I... I know, Dad."
"And, apologize to your Uncle Zhou!"
Guo Wangshan finally said coldly.
"No, Dad, I can apologize, but he’s not even older than me, why should I call him Uncle?"
Guo Bing suddenly got anxious again.
He’d already lost face to the horizon, but since it was his own dad scolding him, it was still okay. However, to apologize to Zhou Wang in front of so many people and even directly address him with a superlative, he found it hard to accept...
Wouldn’t this make him lose face to the ends of the universe?
Guo Wangshan on the other end was also taken aback, probably not expecting Zhou Wang to be so young, but he didn’t show it, just snorted coldly:
"If age meant anything, I wouldn’t have to care about you anymore. You don’t have to apologize, but don’t expect a dime from me this year!"
This clearly hit Guo Bing’s weak spot. After struggling for a while, he ultimately lowered his head, cheeks flushed, and said to Zhou Wang in a muffled voice:
"Today was my fault, sorry... Uncle Zhou!"
Guo Bing hesitated for a moment, recalling his father’s temper, knowing he couldn’t escape this "calamity," and had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout again.
He didn’t dare to look at the eyes around him, but Shao Xiaoqi’s strange look beside him was enough to make him feel ashamed...
"Hand the phone back to your Uncle Zhou!"
Guo Wangshan snorted again.
"Brother Guo, you see how this has turned out... sigh, I didn’t want it like this either, young people care about face, how’s he gonna hold his head up in front of friends now!"
Zhou Wang sighed the moment he took the phone.
Guo Bing shook with anger. Isn’t this exactly what you wanted!
If you really care about my face, couldn’t you have waited to make this call somewhere else?
On the other end, Guo Wangshan twitched the corner of his mouth, just about to say something, when Zhou Wang suddenly put on a serious face and his voice turned sincere:
"Brother Guo, even though we haven’t met, your demeanor amazes me. It highlights my narrow-mindedness, in this regard, I should learn from you!"