The phone rang a few times before someone picked it up. However, the other party remained silent, calmly listening.
Yu Anwan didn't mind and smiled before speaking, "Senior, there's something I want to ask for your help with."
"Go ahead." Zhou Shen's haughty voice came through, nonchalant and sounding a bit dismissive.
However, Yu Anwan didn't take offense at all. "I want to borrow the Zhou family's production line."
"Yu Anwan," Zhou Shen sneered and spoke without politeness, "Back when I was pursuing you, I didn't mind that you had two children. You rejected me without showing any consideration. Now, you come asking for my help and act as if it's only natural. Why should I agree?"
"You won't agree?" "Oh," Yu Anwan replied. "Then forget it. I guess I won't need to go to the capital."
Zhou Shen was the only son of the Zhou family in the capital. Yu Anwan had only met him after leaving Jiang City for London.
