"Zhang, why did Director Zhang call you?" Wang Jia's expression was unusually tense.
"I don't know either."
Ma Anchen walked away, distancing himself from Chen Hui and 18, not wanting them to hear the content of the call.
Seeing this, Wang Jia followed him, and Ma Anchen answered the phone.
"Where are you?"
As soon as the call connected, without waiting for Ma Anchen to speak, Zhang Qingyu straightforwardly asked.
"I'm at the station."
"Wang Jia should be there too. You two come to my office."
"Got it, we're on our way now."
Ma Anchen hung up the phone and looked at Wang Jia.
"Director Zhang wants us to come over."
"Did he say what it's about?"
"He didn't say, just asked us to come over. I have a bad feeling about this." Ma Anchen said pessimistically.
"Let's go and see first. It might be about something else, and even if it's about this matter, we don't need to be afraid. It's just a small endorsement, not a medicine issue, it can't implicate us."
"Let's go."
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