"Bring her out."
A crisp sound of a lighter flicking on came from the other end of the phone. It was Chen Qianye lighting a cigarette.
Mao An furrowed her brow slightly, "I invited her out last time, I don't have another reason this time."
"Is this something I should be worrying about? Director Mao, don't forget what you're there for." Chen Qianye's voice was light and carefree, she didn't believe Mao An's words for a moment.
Mao An lowered her gaze, "I understand."
"Good. Don't mess up. If you are to lose your value, you know what the consequences will be."
After hanging up the phone, Mao An stared at her phone for a long time until it turned off, the black screen reflecting her face.
She somewhat regretted agreeing to Chen Qianye's request, but the arrow was already on the bowstring and there was no turning back now.
