Make an Appointment for Me

It was only Tan Yiming. If it was anyone else in Yun City, who would dare to call this Crown Prince to scram?

How gentle was Chairman Tan usually?

To be forced to be so rude, one could imagine how angry he was.

Therefore, Mo Boyuan left quite quickly. Naturally, he knew that his boss was now filled with resentment.

In the office, Tan Yiming was so angry that he almost scratched the wall.

He seemed to have thought of something, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He picked up the phone.

"Special Assistant Yan, help me to make an appointment with President Chen of Yun City Hospital."

"Yes, tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Boss Tan's previously sullen face suddenly turned into a deep smile.

Second Brother, oh second brother, Boss has prepared a big surprise for you!

He was looking forward to it.