Gu Shaoting opened his laptop in the car and glanced over the recent projects the company had signed. He was seated in the passenger seat while He Ming, beside him, suddenly turned and said, "Tong Fei's calling, for you."
Gu Shaoting raised his eyes slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on the computer screen. Then he extended a hand to take the phone.
"Hello, Tong Fei, what's up?" he answered.
"Shaoting, are you in the car? I got a bit startled by all those reporters at the airport just now. Sorry for causing you trouble," Tong Fei's voice sounded gentle and tender, evoking a sense of pity.
"It's alright, I'm a grown man, what's there to be afraid of? Just be cautious when you're out." Gu Shaoting's deep and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I heard from Auntie that Grandpa's birthday is in a few days. I'll go and visit him then."
