After debating a bit, Feng Mian decided to click it open and read the content.
'The small celebration party starts at 4 PM. No need for formal dress. It's located in each department. Your driver will pick you up at 12.
- Zhang Liang'
"Eh, this is his number?" Feng Mian's eyes widened. She looked at the screen for a few seconds before deciding to save the number. When her phone showed the screen, asking her to type the name, Feng Mian's lips curled up slightly. Slowly, she typed:
Demanding Demon
'That should do.'
Zhang Liang shouldn't know the content of her phone too, so this name should be suitable for him. The way he talked just made it hard for her to refute. Nothing seemed to escape his calculation as he gave her clear and rational reason as to why he wanted her to stay in this position. He stated the benefit for each party clearly.
Very demanding yet persuasive.
