In the suburbs, within the estate.
Zhang Dihu put down the phone, his brows sharpening.
Just now, he had a call with his elder brother, Zhang Tianlong.
At the same time, he had also turned on the TV and saw the live broadcast that had just aired.
"Are those two reporters full and bored, daring to question my brother like that to his face?"
After shutting off the TV, Zhang Dihu was quite displeased.
Because the meaning behind the call from Zhang Tianlong was to have him accompany the former closely throughout the charity evening happening this weekend.
That in itself wasn't an issue, since he had planned to attend the event anyway.
But there's a difference between planning to do so originally, and changing that plan because one is questioned by others and has to do it to shut them up.
When had the Zhang Family ever been manipulated by others?
His brother had to comply just to shut everyone else up.