Zhuang Yuezhou kept receiving these calls in the hotel, the ringing making his head ache.
The face that was usually smiling was now shrouded with dark clouds.
Suddenly, what exploded in his mind?
Xiaoqiao?!
Could it be Xiaoqiao's prank, releasing his number and having people treat him as a gigolo?
The phone kept ringing relentlessly, so he simply ignored it until there was a pause and called Weilan.
Three-thirty.
Weilan was about to attend a meeting when her phone rang. She pulled out her mobile, glanced at it—Zhuang Yuezhou?
Had it worked so fast? It seemed that Zhuang Yuezhou had already received a lot of calls.
With a flicker in her gaze, Weilan passed the phone to Jin Min.
"Tell this person I've gone to a meeting and ask him to call back in one and a half hours."
Jin Min blinked in surprise, nodded, and took the call as instructed by Weilan.
"Hello, this is President Shen's phone, she's in a meeting now, please call back in an hour," Jin Min relayed.