Before getting off the bus, Yan Rulan received a phone call.
"Hello?"
The phone number was from an unknown number. Yan Rulan didn't know what to think of, and her face didn't look very good.
Sure enough, there was a voice on the other end of the phone that she had heard before. Even after so many years, she still couldn't forget it.
"Miss Yan, have you turned a deaf ear to what I said?"
Yan Rulan's face turned as white as a sheet of paper. Yes, this person also called her Miss Yan back then.
Her gentle and lingering tone spoke the most vicious words.
"I..." Yan Rulan was about to say something, but was worried about the other people in the car, so she opened her mouth and closed it again.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have eyes and knew what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I haven't contacted you for so many years. I guess Miss Yan is having a good time, right?"
"I'm fine." Yan Rulan closed her eyes. The person who had frightened her the most in recent years still appeared.
Although she had taken the initiative to contact the other person because she was afraid of being exposed, this person did not talk to her on the phone, and she only let others deal with her.
"Then are you so good that you have forgotten my instructions?"
What explanation?
Yan Rulan suddenly remembered that the other party's request back then was that the child grow up safely.
"I haven't forgotten, she is fine now."
He even overshadowed his own daughter. Where is peace? This is healthy growth!
"But why did I hear that you contacted a human trafficker and wanted to sell the person?"
The man's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly turned cold.
Yan Rulan's heart skipped a beat: "I...please wait a moment."
She finished speaking into the phone, and then looked at the three children: "You go to the restaurant first, mom will be here later."
As she said that, she smiled at Manshu and said, "Nanny, go in and tell me my name and phone number. My cousin has already booked a private room."
"Okay." Manshu looked at Yan Rulan deeply.
Her ears are very good, and she heard part of the voice on the phone just now.
Among them, the three words "human trafficker" are enough to make Manshu wary.
Tonight’s event is the Hongmen Banquet.
But who was the person on the other end of the phone? It seemed that Yan Rulan was very afraid of him and her face turned pale.
Manshu edited a text message and sent it to Yan Zhan.
[Manman: Third uncle, help me check Yan Rulan’s phone number. An unknown number just called in. Yan Rulan seems to be very afraid of the person on the other end of the phone. I doubt she has any leverage. 】
She conveniently edited and sent Yan Rulan's phone number.
Yan Zhan didn't see the text message.
There was no one in the CEO's office on the top floor of Yan's building, and the mobile phone on the desk was covered by documents.
The phone lights up for a few seconds as it receives text messages, then goes off again.
Yan Zhan was watching a group of people spitting in the conference room, discussing whether the Charming Eyes series painted by Man Shu could be launched as a new product for the next quarter.
As an intern assistant designer, Xiao Ziying also got the opportunity to have meetings together.
Seeing the several design drawings Yan Zhan took out, she had to admit that they were all beautiful.
If left to herself, she might not be able to figure out the psychology of young audiences so accurately.
She is better at catching ladies-level consumers, and foreign designers also mostly serve these ladies.
"Mr. Yan, I agree with the launch of this series, but who is the designer of this series of jewelry? Is it from our company?"
Xiao Ziying suddenly spoke, and everyone else was stunned.
Although she entered the Yan family after many layers of screening, she is currently only a designer assistant. Even if she graduated from a prestigious foreign school, she cannot get ahead of the designers on such occasions.