An Lan faced An Yuxian's sarcastic words with a cold and sharp tone. The person on the other end of the line seemed quite infuriated, their breathing becoming much heavier. Huo Zhanting looked at An Lan with a sense of gratification.
He thought that An Lan would be provoked by An Yuxian, but it seemed An Lan was stronger than he had imagined.
An Lan held one arm with her hand, leaning against the wall with an indifferent expression. For a full two minutes, hardly a word came out from the other side. An Lan glanced at the words 'in call', feeling impatient, and spoke.
"If you have nothing else, I'll hang up now. Unlike you with no real job, I have to work from nine to five, and I'm responsible for the future of thousands of people in the company."
An Lan lifted her chin slightly, intentionally provoking An Yuxian.
