Yun Rou spent the whole afternoon interacting with these old people. She was so tired that she lazily leaned against the back of the chair. She closed her eyes and took a short nap. She was not in the mood to look at her phone.
She opened her mouth and said coldly, "who is it? "
The assistant quickly looked at her phone and replied, "Rong Fanghua. "
Hearing the name, Yun rou's eyelids twitched. "Give me my phone. "
The assistant placed the phone on her palm. Yun rou looked at the screen. There were fifteen missed calls. She vaguely felt that something was wrong and frowned, calling back.
