C957 It Makes One's Hair Stand on End

"Hello, Director Faang, what can I do for you?" Leng Lanlan's tone was distant and polite.

Faang Yuchen paused at the other end of the phone.

"Where is it?" He still had that arrogant look on his face.

"Eating with friends." Leng Lanlan's answer was very simple.

"Where? I will pick you up in ten minutes." There was an indisputable tone in his voice, which made people feel uncomfortable