C118 Meet Shao Wenhui Again

Zhan Nancheng closed his eyes and sat in his chair with a sullen face. His fingers were circling the pen and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

After a while, he picked up the phone and pressed a button. The call was quickly connected.

"President Zhan!" The receptionist's voice was sweet and gentle.

"I want the monitoring system for the woman who delivered the photos in the morning