"Hong Yi, is the plane ready?"
"Mr. Zhang, it's ready, you can leave at any time," Hong Yi replied, "but there is something I'm not sure whether I should tell you or not."
"Hong Yi, when did you start beating around the bush, what could possibly be so hard to say?"
"Your friend, Mr. Zhu's situation is not very good, but we feel that he really does not want you to know about it, so..."
"What happened?" Zhang Menglong's expression instantly turned serious. A man doesn't need too many friends, a few trustworthy ones are enough, and for him, Zhu Xiaoyu was such a person.
"Mr. Zhu was injured during a drug enforcement operation, his left leg was amputated, and also his mother-in-law is very harsh," Hong Yi still told Zhang Menglong all the information she knew.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" Zhang Menglong's tone became very angry, and this was the first time he had reprimanded Hong Yi.
