Lin Nan arrived at the door of Fu Hang's office in trepidation. He raised his hand and knocked. He walked in cautiously after receiving permission from the inside.
"President Fu, you're looking for me?" When Lin Nan walked in, he saw Fu Hang staring at an old-fashioned keypad phone.
What was going on?
Why was President Fu looking at this phone?
However, he did not dare to ask anything and could only stand there obediently.
"Help me suppress the news about the land in West City." Fu hang stared at the phone without looking up.
"Okay," Lin Nan responded readily and could not wait to leave immediately.
"Have you ever liked someone for more than ten years?" Fu Hang seemed to have thought of something. He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Nan.
