Zhou Shiran glared angrily at An Ning, really wanting to slap her and leave, but with so many people around, she couldn't just run away.
With a faint smile on her face, An Ning had already completely crushed Zhou Shiran in terms of momentum, calling her dad right in front of her. "Dad, whatever work you have, you must put it down now and come to XX Bank immediately!"
An Jiancheng was very happy to receive a sudden call from his daughter. "Daughter, what's going on? Can't we just talk about it over the phone? I'm making braised beef for you!"
His daughter was particularly picky about food lately, and coincidentally, she liked the food he made. Although he didn't want to be a greasy man, he had no choice, sacrificing his image for his daughter was worth it.
An Ning couldn't help but smile, a smile as sweet as that of someone in love. "The beef can wait, dealing with the current situation is the key."
"What exactly is going on?"
