"Uncle An, good evening, not too busy, are you?"
Jiang Xu deliberately accentuated the word 'busy'.
An Feng laughed and scolded, "You cheeky brat, you dare to tease me, huh?"
Jiang Xu chuckled, "Uncle An, you're not busy this late in the evening. So, what's your command for me?"
"Stop playing dumb, you know why I'm looking for you." An Feng said irritably, "Are you setting a trap for Zhang Xiaohui?"
Jiang Xu: "I am not involved in any plotting with her."
An Feng: "..."
This kid really deserved a beating.
If there wasn't a screen separating them, An Feng would have kicked him twice.
Jiang Xu knew when to stop, his tone turned serious: "That's right, I hope Uncle An can help me from behind and send Zhang Xiaohui into the trap I prepared for her."
"Humph!" An Feng snorted: "So, your plan is to reap the benefits without effort, right? To take over the land and equipment invested by Zhang Xiaohui, isn't it?"
Jiang Xu felt a flicker of caution.