At Quan Corporation, Quan Tianyou finished up his work and leaned back on his chair, contemplating for a few minutes. Then he picked up his mobile phone to make a call. As he waited for the other party to pick up, his fingers tapped powerfully on the desktop.
"HELLO!"
The call connected, and a lazy voice came through.
"ANDY, it's CHAD!"
Quan Tianyou announced his name and, as expected, heard a cry of surprise on the other end, "Ah! CHAD? Are you really CHAD?"
"Yes, the one and only!"
"Yo, what kind of wind blew you, boss, my way? You haven't contacted me in years. I thought you'd forgotten all about me. What made you suddenly think of me? Ah, my heart aches, and my liver and lungs are aching too!"
The person on the other end spoke Mandarin with a bit of a struggle, but his exaggerated voice was tinged with laughter. Quan Tianyou raised his eyebrows speechlessly. After so many years apart, this guy's personality hadn't changed at all; he was still a joker.
