"Gu Xiaoer."
The high and mighty cold voice from the other side, through the phone, carried a penetrating assertiveness, reaching my eardrums.
"Uncle Han?" Gu Xiaoer listened to the voice and asked uncertainly, still a bit surprised.
Han Zaijing was hardly polite when facing Gu Xiaoer, didn't say a word of courtesy, and directly asked, "How's the project document I asked you to deliver?"
Gu Xiaoer glanced back, Han Luoli also came out, standing right behind her.
The girl's tone was calm: "I've already delivered it."
"I'm asking about the result, the result!" Han Zaijing was obviously dissatisfied with such an answer, raised his voice, and emphasized.
"The result?" Gu Xiaoer suddenly understood, frowned, and raised her tone: "Uncle Han, I've already stated before, I just helped you deliver the documents, it doesn't mean I'll make this deal happen for you, much less guarantee Mr. Hades' decision."
