When Ji Zimo received the call from Lu Jincheng, she was still somewhat happy.
She couldn't help it; ever since "that incident," Lu Jincheng had been deliberately keeping his distance from her.
During this period, let alone a phone call, they hadn't even appeared at the same dining table.
Now that Lu Jincheng finally took the initiative to contact her, how could she not be happy?
But as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, Ji Zimo's heart gradually sank.
"Acheng, I have no other intentions, I just don't want you to be too tired. I really have no talent in managing the company, so I could only do something indirectly. I just wanted to help you..."
"No matter what you want to do, with your identity, it's not appropriate for you to interfere in this matter. I hope you can stop here and not make things difficult for me. Understood?"