Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich! Chapter 975: If They Object, Just Say My Name

Star Sky Entertainnt is a company she founded herself, not Feng Huaijin’s.

Speaking of the devil, the devil appears.

Just as Su Li finished speaking, Zhou Yitian showed Su Li the phone and shrugged, saying, "Boss, it’s a call from Mr. Feng."

Seeing the contact na Tuanzi changed for her on the phone as "Darling," Su Li’s lips curled up slightly and instinctively.

Holding the phone, Su Li sat beside Zhou Yitian, who was carrying a briefcase, while the driver in front was driving towards the agreed location.

Su Li proactively said, "I have a business dinner tonight."

Feng Huaijin’s low laugh was transmitted over the radio, with an intriguing tone, "President Su is even busier than now, never see your shadow all day long."

Su Li tsked twice, softly protesting, "I’m not as busy as you."

Su Li pondered for a mont and said, "Mr. Qi asked to guess why you’re calling."

Feng Huaijin rested one hand on the armrest, his handso face deepening with a pampering smile, and cooperated playfully, "Okay, so why do you think I’m calling?"

Su Li sneaked a laugh, drawling, "Because... because you miss ?"

Feng Huaijin slightly raised his eyebrows, "Is that your only guess?"

"Isn’t it?"

Feng Huaijin picked up a cup of water beside him, took a sip, and replied lightly, "If I had to call you every ti I missed you, your phone would be connected to 24/7."

Su Li couldn’t help but hold her face and laugh secretly, her sweet, girlish laughter contrasting with her smart little business suit.

The young driver, secretary, and Zhou Yitian in the sa car couldn’t help but shiver, as single folks couldn’t understand this kind of chatter.

Su Li giggled, "Mr. Qi is inviting to go out tomorrow, right?"

Tomorrow marked the three-month anniversary of their relationship.

Turns out, not only did she rember, but even Feng Huaijin hadn’t forgotten.

Feng Huaijin’s ear felt slightly hot, and his thin lips released a sentence: "Su Li, you’re the one who couldn’t help hinting to , so I’ll oblige."

That day, when Su Li ca out of Grandpa’s house with a bottle of juice from the basent wine cellar, he knew.

When Su Li heard this, the veins on her forehead twitched lightly. Feng Huaijin started again.

The driver softly reminded, "President Su, we’re about to arrive."

Feng Huaijin deepened his voice, speaking to Su Li, "Hand the phone to Zhou Yitian."

Zhou Yitian took the phone and listened to sothing, his expression becoming serious and strange, nodding repeatedly, "Okay, Mr. Feng."

Once the call ended, Zhou Yitian let out a long sigh.

"Boss, Mr. Feng just called to notify to ensure the dinner ends by 8:30 pm. He will personally pick you up. Also, you... can’t get drunk."

Zhou Yitian made a miserable face, exchanging a glance with the male secretary seated in front, pitifully saying, "Mr. Feng’s aning is... if you get drunk, he will trouble the two of us."

The boss, Mr. Feng cares too much; we’re just small fries, Feng Huaijin wouldn’t hesitate to deal with us.

Su Li sympathetically looked at the young male secretary nad Yang and Zhou Yitian, saying, "I’ll try not to get drunk. Actually, I have a high alcohol tolerance."

Su Li took her phone and looked down to see Feng Huaijin had sent another WeChat ssage, uneasy: "Su Li, no drinking allowed, let Zhou Yitian and them drink for you."

[Feng Huaijin: If they’re dissatisfied, just report my na.]