"Hehe." Li Yifei chuckled lightly. These people didn't understand the meaning behind his laugh and were about to speak when they saw Li Yifei's expression change. "Take out your phone and call your family," he said.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a long time. After he realized what was happening, he quickly pulled out his phone. He didn't know Li Yifei's purpose, whether it was extortion or to contact his parents, but he knew he had to make this call.
The call connected quickly; it was answered by Song Qingshu's father, named Song Zhenye, who was a real estate developer in Ning City, even planning a listing recently. At this moment, Song Zhenye had just returned home drunk and was smiling when he received his son's call. He had a child at an old age and spoiled his son excessively, always providing whatever money was needed and covering up any trouble he caused.
