C145 Contact Me about Something

"That's more like it," Zhang Xingyun sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Scram."

"Thank you." Han Lanyue walked to Zhang Xingyun's side. Although she couldn't express her gratitude with a word of thanks, there were some things that had to be said.

"There's no need to be polite. It's a piece of cake."

"Sir, is it convenient to tell you where to work? I want to send you a pennant