Imperial Commissioner

In the morning, Ling Ping'an was woken up by a phone call.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. It was only past seven o'clock.

He pouted and looked at the number.

404100.

It was a special number for the children's Committee of the Federal Empire.

He sighed and picked up the phone.

"Young Master Ling Ping'an?" The Voice of a staff member came from the other end of the phone. "I'm a staff member of the Jiangcheng City Office of the Federal Empire's Children's Committee of the Federal Empire..."

"I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

"No..." Ling Ping'an actually wanted to complain about why he was calling him so early.

Unfortunately, he was a soft touch.

In the end, he knew that he was just a rice worm who relied on his parents.

If he was a rice worm, he had to recognize reality!

Even if he didn't care about Ling Ping'an, they couldn't do anything to him.