Lan Haoyang rolled up his sleeves, "Hey, looking down on me? I'll get the guy out here for you to see right now!"
As soon as his words finished, Leng Sichen's call connected.
Everyone suddenly stopped moving. Not a single noise came from the table; they all waited to see how Lan Haoyang, having talked up such a big game, would manage to get the person over.
Lan Haoyang, full of pride, glanced over the other three, and then cleared his throat to say, "President Leng, it was fine when you were hospitalized and recuperating, but why are you still hiding every day now that you've been discharged? What are you doing cooped up at home all day? Come out for some fun tonight?"
"Not coming."
"Pfft—" To overhear the conversation between Lan Haoyang and Leng Sichen, the man from the next seat dragged his chair next to Lan Haoyang, sticking his head right next to his ear. After hearing the two icy cold words from Leng Sichen on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
