She drank another mouthful of water. They sat on the floor, chatting idly in an amiable ambience. Still, the latecomer had not yet shown up.
Where is she coming from? How could she be this late and keep everyone waiting? Even the director kept checking his watch, impatience written clearly on his face.
Nearly an hour had passed since the agreed meeting time.
The four present, including Yan Huan, were all around the same age. Despite starring as the 'Uncle', Zhou Zizhe was merely twenty-six, still young and handsome. Mr. Meteors was even younger. He was 24, just one year older than Yan Huan.
"Where on earth is she?" mumbled Zhou Zizhe, checking his wristwatch. It was a multifunctional wristwatch with intact gadgets, including a compass. Doubtless, it was a military watch.
An hour and a half had passed by then. An hour and a half sitting there doing nothing. To them, one hour and a half meant a good deal of money lost.
