Right at that moment.
"Ring ring ring——"
The phone Xie Shuyu had left on the coffee table suddenly started ringing.
[Zhao Ying]
Meng Ran immediately cut herself off, leaned forward slightly, her gaze turning focused as she lowered her voice and asked, "Is that the deputy secretary-general of the Chuan Province Catering Association?"
"Mm." Xie Shuyu answered softly, picked up the call, and turned on speaker.
A warm middle-aged woman's voice came from the speaker: "Oh my, President Xie! I'm not disturbing your rest, am I?"
Xie Shuyu replied gently, "You're too polite, Secretary Zhao. If you need to speak to me, I'm always available."
After a few pleasantries, Zhao Ying finally got to the point, and her tone turned businesslike.
