"Young Master, that Park Jinwoo said he can't make it today!"
A man beside Su Wenyuan received a phone call, spoke with someone briefly, and, a few minutes later, hung up the phone with a grim expression on his face, then muttered angrily to Su Wenyuan.
"He can't come now? Wasn't everything arranged beforehand?" Su Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat as he coldly looked at his assistant.
The assistant felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He knew he had messed up the day's events for Young Master Su.
He, he never imagined that in Provincial City, someone would dare conspire against Young Master Su.
"...Park Jinwoo said, said he accidentally had an accident this morning and injured his arm, so, so—" The assistant relayed what the other party had said.
However, the more he spoke, the lower his voice got.
Clearly, he did not believe the other person's words either.
What a joke, Park Jinwoo is a professional athlete from Cosmic Country.
