When Duan Yiyi made the call, Zhang Yicai sensed that something was off.
However, he still held onto the fantasy that this woman might just be pretending to scare him.
"Stop pretending. Do you think just because your last name is Duan, you're part of the Duan Family?"
Just as Zhang Yicai finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from the company's HR department.
Answering the call, Zhang Yicai didn't even have time to say a word before his face turned ashen, as pale as paper.
Tang Jiayi asked, "Yicai, what's wrong?"
Zhang Yicai, pale-faced and panicked, said, "The company called. They told me not to go to work tomorrow and that they want to audit my accounts."
As the finance manager, he definitely had some skeletons in his closet. If the company audited him, he would be finished.
Zhang Yicai looked panicked at Duan Yiyi. There was no doubt now that this girl was the company's heiress. He had underestimated her and completely hit a hard wall.
