After waiting for about five or six minutes, Han Yu returned the call from a public phone.
"Salted Fish, it's Wen Hong here, congratulations! I heard you just bought a new house, very large and beautiful with a great location. You can see the Huangpu River just by opening the window. When do you plan to come back? Are you going to throw a few tables to celebrate?"
"Celebrate what? I'm nearly broke."
These days, Han Yu had been teased almost every day, and he said with a wry face: "It's really my own fault. If I had been more careful and vigilant initially, I definitely wouldn't have ended up like this!"
Wen Hong laughed and asked, "What happened, are you having regrets?"
"Director Wang, no joke, I nearly turned my intestines green with regret."
"You've already bought it, what's the use of regretting now."
"I can't blame anyone else for this, only my own self."
"What exactly happened?"
