"What's wrong? Can't do it?" Lin Mu asked.
"It's not that it's impossible, it's just that Minister Xu might be in a meeting or resting. It might be better to call his secretary first." Liu Yiwei said.
"No need, that's too much trouble." Lin Mu waved his hand, pulled out his phone, and searched for a number he hadn't called in a long time, muttering under his breath, "Haven't called in ages, wonder if he still uses this number!"
Actually, Lin Mu wasn't bragging; he really did have connections with Minister Xu, and they regarded each other as brothers. Their relationship started with the old man; originally, Xu Jie was just a member of the Divine Wind Special Forces, a subordinate of Elder Lin, one of his many disciples. So strictly speaking, Xu Jie was Lin Mu's senior fellow apprentice, and Lin Mu was Elder Lin's only grandson, so Xu Jie's attitude toward Lin Mu was naturally close and protective.
The call went through, and soon there was a hearty laugh from the other end.
