On the other end of the phone, Tang Shu seemed to ponder, uttering softly, "...They said nothing else, they just left when they couldn't find Brother Wen, I don't know if they will come again to the company?"
"...Understood, Little Shu, Brother Wen has a few things to finish up right now, can I call you back when I finish?" Zhang Ziwen hastily calculated in his head. He needed to carefully handle the unexpected military visit.
"Oh ... you go ahead, Brother Wen, take care." Tang Shu's unwilling voice came from the phone.
"Brother Wen will be back in a few days, you also take care, don't overwork yourself, Brother Wen will worry."
"I got it, goodbye, Brother Wen, kiss you ..." Little Shu's sweet kissing sound echoed through the phone, then the line went dead. Sometimes she is very decisive, not wishing to occupy his time if he's busy.
