In the evening, just after finishing dinner and preparing to go for a stroll, Zhou Chao received a call from Xiao Yang.
"Brother Yang, it's probably early morning in China now. Why aren't you resting?" Zhou Chao checked his watch on his left hand and inquired.
"Rest? I want you to rest! You've kept us busy with your one sentence and a group of pictures. You better think about how to compensate us for this when you come back!" Xiao Yang's angry voice came through the phone.
"Uh... let's talk about it when I get back. How's everything going?" Zhou Chao quickly changed the topic.
"We have no other choice. We have to negotiate, but it won't be us representing. It'll be you in person!"
"Me in person? What if I mess it up?"
"If the negotiation falls apart, so be it. At that time, we'll figure out a way to bring the items back and exhibit them in our own museum," Xiao Yang said nonchalantly.
