"Liu... Chairman Liu, thank you for this matter. If it weren't for you, Xiaohan's life would have been hard to save. This time, consider it a favor I, Zhang Zhiwen, owe you." Zhang Zhiwen said solemnly to Liu Hun over the phone.
"A favor? Director Zhang, you should know my purpose for coming to Beijing this time, right? And what I want is not just a favor. Although this matter was somewhat accidental, but since I encountered it, maybe this is fate." Liu Hun replied with a gentle laugh to Zhang Zhiwen on the phone.
Upon hearing Liu Hun's words, Zhang Han, who initially felt a bit displeased, immediately showed a hint of surprise in her eyes. From childhood to adulthood, she had never heard her father mention owing anyone a favor, and the words Liu Hun just said couldn't possibly deceive her, as Liu Hun had no reason to do so.
So this favor must have been personally said by her father to Liu Hun, and at this moment, a sense of shock appeared in Zhang Han's eyes.
