Rich second generation?
Upon hearing the name Zhao Ji'an, you'll probably be scared to death!
Offspring of officials?
That's not right either. Zhao Ji'an is a deputy director, not many can shout his name.
Besides, this isn't a place where officers live.
And Liu Ruoxue isn't a fool.
She wouldn't provoke those with authority, would she?
No, no, I must contact Zhao Ji'an.
Seriously, they're a bit panicked.
Immediately, one person shakily took out a phone and called Zhao Ji'an.
"Hello, Deputy Director Zhao, I'm Xiao Wang, we have an emergency here, a young man is asking if you know him."
"Right, what's his name?" Someone asked Liu Ruoxue in a low voice.
"Zhang Fan!" Liu Ruoxue said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, a young man named Zhang Fan, approximately twenty years old, is asking if you know him!"
On the other end, the drowsy Zhao Ji'an sprang up from his bed upon hearing the name.
"What did you say? Who?"
"Zhang Fan!"
