Long Jie was in the middle of an important conference meeting when Song Luli called him.
"Hello?" he answered without the consideration of the others in the room.
"I'm coming home late tonight; the set has been busy. Can you pick up some deep-fried mantou on the way home? I've been craving it lately."
"Do you want some pearl milk tea?" he asked her.
"Yes, please," she answered.
"All right. I'll see you later."
Long Jie hung up the call, and the executives and other members of his staff stared at him, gawking subtly. He didn't register any of their glances.
After the conference ended, his assistant said, "All preparations are made for J city, Mr. Long. We can arrange a three-day trip for you when we receive a final confirmation."
Long Jie nodded. "Thank you," he answered solemnly.
