Gina listened carefully.
The conference room was quiet on the other end of the line. It seemed that Gina could hear Stephen's heavy breathing to suppress his anger.
After Stephen unplugged the connection to the big screen, Gina asked cautiously, "Have I disturbed you? Well, I want to ask you something. Don't worry! It's simple for you."
Stephen frowned, got up, and walked out of the conference room.
In the hallway, Stephen took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep smoke. He said coldly, "Say it. I'm busy now."
Gina was stunned, feeling that the voice was a bit familiar. But she couldn't remember where she heard it immediately.
Maybe middle-aged men all sounded like this?
Since it was the first time she called the old man, Gina was a little nervous, and she spoke fast.
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