Song Yun arrived at the headquarters with his documents and started sketching out his schedule for the upcoming days in his office.
Just as he was getting into it, his phone rang. Seeing Wu Xin's name on the display, Song Yun answered, "What's up? Decided to call me at this hour?"
"Song... Song Yun, can you come over here?" Wu Xin's voice was nearly drowned out by the cacophony in the background, and it sounded like someone was yelling.
"What happened?" Song Yun frowned as he asked.
"There's trouble at the shop; could you come over?"
"Just wait for me there; I'll be there in five minutes," Song Yun said as he stood up. "Have your staff hold the fort and make sure you don't get hurt. Everything will be easier to handle once I arrive."
"Okay, hurry up."
After hanging up, Song Yun dashed to the parking lot, drove to the hot pot restaurant, and upon arrival, he saw a crowd gathered at the entrance, with a riot of noises coming from inside.
