Ariel? Bai Xiaosheng was taken aback.
Mr. Kelson's sister, Ariel, the dame who spoke Chinese so fluently she could even spit out proverbs left and right?
Her image surfaced again in Bai Xiaosheng's mind.
Tall and slender, with skin white as snow, she had long, golden-brown hair and a graceful neck, like that of a noble swan. With a magnificent bust and a wasp waist, her delicate and captivating cheeks could rival those of Western celebrities.
Why would she be calling him?
No wonder, this number looked odd.
"Miss Ariel, long time no see," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile on the phone.
It's been a while since Mr. Kevin and his team left.
The time wasn't long, but for Zhongjing Media, the changes had been earth-shaking, and he, Bai Xiaosheng, had become the General Manager of Zhongjing Media.
That former General Manager, Song Changkong, was now out of contact, probably reassigned elsewhere by the group, a move Bai Xiaosheng wasn't concerned with.
