An Yan looked at the darkened screen and couldn't help but clutch her cell phone tightly.
She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and after much hesitation, she still dialed Fu Shiyan's number.
The call connected quickly.
The man's voice sounded somewhat weary, "Yanyan?"
"Ayan, when are you coming back? I'll make you spring noodles."
Fu Shiyan replied, "I have a video conference in a bit, so I might come back late. Just wait for me at home, and if you get tired, go to sleep first."
An Yan softly hummed, "Ayan, these past few days you've been leaving early and returning late, is there a lot happening at the company?"
"Indeed there is, Fu Corporation is currently collaborating with the American company, Bol Corporation, on a lithium battery project. Since it involves new energy, an area Fu Corporation has never ventured into before, it requires some extra thought."
An Yan softly said, "I see."