Commander Cao snorted coldly, his eyes glinting with cold light; at this moment, he thought of Zhong Min.
The task he assigned to Zhong Min still had no updates, which was impossible in the past.
Even though Zhong Min no longer had any subordinates, a simple investigation task shouldn't take this long.
He picked up the phone and hesitated for a moment, but eventually dialed out.
Zhong Min was still sleeping in the hotel; after a few rings, she finally picked it up.
She was puzzled, thinking who could be calling at this time, could it be Cheng Wulan?
She squinted at the phone and, upon seeing it, immediately sat up in bed.
The task her godfather gave her still had no leads, and now he's calling, surely to ask about it.
She thought for a moment before answering the call.
"Godfather."
"Are you sleeping?" Commander Cao detected the leisure in Zhong Min's voice. It was hard to imagine that it was past twelve and Zhong Min was still sleeping, which never happened before.
