This call was from Catherine.
"Hello, President."
"Li Zhiyan, come out and meet me."
"President, it's after working hours. I don't think I'm obligated to agree to your request, am I?"
Li Zhiyan's indifferent attitude made Catherine's heart burn with frustration. Sitting in her Mercedes S-Class, Catherine gazed at the colorful ambient lights nearby.
In her anger, she pounded the steering wheel with her delicate fist, accidentally sounding the horn. This inferior Asian man constantly humiliates her!
"Li Zhiyan, I just want to check on your life. After all, I'm your boss."
"Alright."
Li Zhiyan knew Catherine was trying to seize the opportunity to fulfill their agreement. With seven obligations remaining, Catherine was clearly in a hurry.
She wanted to end this torment quickly. Li Zhiyan, on the other hand, didn't mind meeting this foreign thoroughbred. If she planned to pull any tricks, that would make things even more interesting!
