"Miss Pan," Old Master Li said with a frown, "Please tell me first. If it's beyond my ability, I'm sorry."
Pan Yueyue smiled. "It's not a big deal; I just want CEO Li to write a script for me."
Li Sheng, who was playing games, heard this and immediately mocked, "Hahaha! Miss Pan, are you drunk? Asking the Li family's CEO Li to write you a script; don't you know where you are?"
Pan Yueyue bit her lip and ignored Li Sheng.
She looked at Old Master Li and asked, "Old Master Li, would that be okay?"
Old Master Li's eyes were filled with coldness. "The Li family can make your family prosper. Naturally, we can also make your family disappear. Miss Pan, don't think too highly of yourself."
When Pan Qi heard this, he immediately became nervous.
He said, "Old Mister Li, please don't be angry. My daughter is not sensible."
