An Ning squeezed her eyes shut and then opened her phone, randomly picking a number to call back without even knowing who was on the other end.
The call was answered very quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.
An Ning looked at the phone that had been answered and calmly asked, "What did you want to say when you called me?"
The person on the other end probably hadn't encountered such a direct question before, and it took them quite a while to answer, "Yes...it was Secretary Chen who asked me to make the call..."
His speech was somewhat disjointed and disjointed, sounding like someone who stutters.
An Ning frowned slightly, patiently waiting for the other person to finish speaking before asking, "Did he say why he asked you to call?"
The person on the other end of the phone hesitated again. Anning waited for about ten seconds, but still didn't get a reply.
Just as she was about to hang up the phone, the man began to speak again, "Secretary Chen said... said that President An is missing."
The sudden arrival of "President An" caught An Ning off guard, leaving her momentarily stunned. Her already furrowed brows deepened. "An Ze or An Peisheng?"
"Yes...it's Mr. An."
Your voice was deliberately suppressed, as if you wanted to provoke Anze.
"Brother, you really helped him. The person you were looking for isn't even on the road yet. It's a miracle if you can even find him..."
These two names were people this junior employee would never normally encounter. After hearing An Ning ask the question so directly, he was stunned for a while before nodding blankly. Realizing that the other person couldn't see him, he hurriedly hummed several times, afraid that he would delay An Ning's business.
The incident occurred between An Peisheng and Su
An Ning went to great lengths to find out what had happened to An Ze.
Your brother seems reliable, but he's actually very reliable.
Hearing the voice coming from the receiver, the woman cursed loudly, slumped onto the phone, stared at the sky, and muttered to herself.
An Ning frowned, loudly apologized, and then slammed the phone down.
Anze's bad friend, who received Anning's call, looked completely bewildered, his face practically screaming "dumbfounded." I held the phone in one hand, "Who is that...?"
An Ning's fingertips twitched slightly. "An Ze?"
After hanging up, Anning dialed another number, intending to ask about another person's information.
After learning a rough outline of the situation, An Ning thanked the woman on the other end of the line and decisively hung up the phone.
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But coincidentally, the person who answered the phone that time was still awake, and it was a complete stranger.
You absolutely hate that.
An Ning's fingers tightened. "What?"
"Hello?"
Fei Hong, however, seemed oblivious, saying only, "Something happened to Mom and Dad."
You hate talking to people who are good at talking, because it gives you the illusion that you're their lapdog.
Talking to that person is quite tiring.
"Brother, why hasn't he called you much? Is something wrong?"
The woman's voice was hoarse, just like any other voice you'd hear afterward, but Anning still felt a stronger urge than if she'd confirmed who had answered her call.
About seven seconds later, I suddenly realized what had happened and my eyes snapped open. I hurriedly dialed the number back, but I was too fast. By the time I dialed back, Anning's phone number wasn't even showing as busy.
It's Anze.
The speed was incredibly slow.
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