On the secluded rooftop, Lin Fan pressed the dial button.
Soon, an international long-distance call was placed.
About half a minute later, the call connected.
A voice of a man in his fifties came through.
"Hello, who is this? Do you have to disturb people's sleep in the middle of the night?"
Lin Fan politely introduced himself, "Mr. Qu, I presume? I'm the president's assistant at Ning Group, and I would like to inquire about something."
"Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me? The contract is signed, now stop bothering me!"
Mr. Qu was obviously very irritable and was about to hang up.
"Mr. Qu, do you really think you can be so arrogant just because you're overseas? I just want to ask you a few things, and it would save a lot of trouble if you just tell the truth. Don't make trouble for yourself."
Lin Fan said with a stern face.
