Like to Live a Hard Life

"There's no need for you and President Zhou to come over for such a small matter. Just leave it to me."

"Yes, yes. Don't worry. I'll definitely pay attention."

"Alright, alright. Then go ahead. Please send my regards to President Zhou. Thank you!"

The mayor of S City, Han Lin, spoke respectfully to Zhou Xuan's assistant on the other end of the line. From time to time, he would bow and flatter him, afraid that he would say something wrong and make the noble unhappy.

After the call ended, Han Lin heaved a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat on his forehead from being too nervous and straightened his body.

Ten minutes ago, the assistant of the president of the Federation's number one financial group, Zhou Xuan, actually called him and bluntly said that he wanted him to take special care of a family with the surname Shan. The other party even said that there would be benefits in working for President Zhou.