Ghostly Hounding

That night. Chunjiang Street, Dongmingge Canine Cuisine.

Ring, ring…Ji Chunhua’s phone rang, and upon picking it up, Zhao Yu’s arrogant voice came through.

"Oh, Boss Ji, how peaceful. Your leg is still disabled, how come you’re eating out? You even invited some people for food, and quite a few too?"

 "Zhao!" Ji Chunhua realized it was Zhao Yu and was immediately enraged as he yelled, "You stole my tea leaves! Watch how I’ll take care of you!"

 "Ah, weren’t the tea leaves a gift from you? My fault, sorry! Right, don’t look at me like that, let me look at you first!" Zhao Yu retorted mischievously. "You guys are drinking Maotai, and smoking Chunghwa, quite sophisticated, huh! Five guys and a girl. Looking at their clothing, I’m guessing they’re all VIPs? What? Spending so much money on a party, surely you don’t have any good intentions!"