"Right, right, right," Chen Yuanyuan immediately responded. "He must have used a public phone to call me, and as for how he had my number, he must have seen it on the small card. We distribute cards daily at all the major hotels in the city."
Chen Yuanyuan's explanation was indeed reasonable.
Song Lian said, "Secretary Gu, Mayor Zhuo, the evidence is irrefutable. May I take him away now?"
"Is this what you call irrefutable evidence?" Gu Weiqin scoffed coldly, pointing at Song Lian's nose. "Mr. Song, why don't I get a prostitute to say that you frequent brothels? I'm telling you, this doesn't need tens of thousands; a few thousand yuan and someone will do it."
Song Lian knew who this lady was, and despite being scolded, he could only take it and still had to keep a smiling face.
Gu Weiqin's questioning was not unreasonable, indeed. It was very possible for such matters to be manipulated by someone.
