Feng Yu watched the car leave his sight before putting away his smile. Taking a deep breath, he then took out his cell phone from his coat with a serious expression, found a contact number, and called.
"Beep…"
The phone rang several times before someone picked up. "Hello?"
Feng Yu adjusted his mood before asking gently, "Hello, I'm Feng Yu from the First Research Institute. Is Mr. Martin free today?"
"Ah, Dean Feng, hello." The person who answered the call was Martin's personal assistant. He had met Feng Yu a few times and the two of them could be considered to know each other.
He did not make Feng Yu wait for long. After checking, he replied, "I'm sorry, Dean Feng. Sir has an appointment today."
Feng Yu's heart sank. However, he maintained his composure and asked, "Is it convenient for me to ask where Mr. Martin went?"
This question was actually a little rude.
