At this moment, the man sitting in front of the computer, looking at the profile picture that had suddenly turned grey in the chat box, muttered, "Where's the promised phone number? So untrustworthy."
The man casually sipping tea next to him glanced at him, offering a cigarette, "Even Mr. Hawkins gets stood up sometimes?"
Mason Hawkins didn't take the cigarette. He turned the laptop towards the man next to him, pointing at the grey profile in the chat box and said, "Daniel, take a look, do you know this person?"
Daniel Cooper looked at the screen, shaking his head, "Never seen."
He had used qq when he was teaching at the university, but he rarely used it after WeChat came out, except for occasionally receiving emails.
"Who's this? Who uses this stuff in this day and age?"
Mason Hawkins immediately became animated, "Didn't Amelia buy a painting from my gallery today? This was drawn by that master."
