Just as he got home, Xu Yang's phone started ringing.
He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Gao Lang, his college counselor, calling.
"Teacher Gao," Xu Yang answered the phone.
"Xu Yang, am I disturbing you? Are you busy right now, is it convenient for you to take the call?" Gao Lang said.
"Teacher Gao, why are you being so polite, talking about disturbing me or not? Whether I'm busy or not, if you call me, I'm going to take your call," Xu Yang said.
During university, Xu Yang's grades in his major were quite good, and he had a pretty good relationship with his counselor.
Gao Lang's sudden politeness made him feel quite uncomfortable.
With such an attitude from Gao Lang, he could vaguely guess the reason.
It might be because he had suddenly become a wealthy man.
Of course, Gao Lang must have been partly joking.
After all, Gao Lang knew him well; he definitely wasn't the kind of person who would forget his friends and mentors just because he got rich.
