Chapter Eighty-Three
"Miss Liu, Miss Liu," Zhao Jun's voice grew weaker when he could not hear Liu Yufeng's response, "Whatever demands you have, I can agree to them. Can you let Brother Long answer the phone?"
Long Xiaoshan had very sharp ears.
He could hear everything the two of them were saying.
At that moment, he just gave Liu Yufeng a slight nod.
Liu Yufeng said, "Director Zhao, which Brother Long are you referring to?"
"It's Long Xiaoshan, Brother Long."
"Oh, it's Xiaoshan. I thought there was some other Brother Long. Xiaoshan is so much younger than you, yet you are calling him 'brother.' I must say, this lady sure knows how to mock," she teased skillfully.
Zhao Jun could almost vomit blood on the other end but refrained from saying anything.
