Jiayi answered the phone, and a familiar female voice came through, lively and clear:
"Jiayi, are you up yet?"
Tang En'en? Shouldn't she be at work at this time? What's she calling for? Jiayi hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm up. How about you? Are you at the office?"
"No, I'm at home," Tang En'en sounded somewhat surprised, "Bright and early, I actually got a call from Deputy Director Gao saying that you had too much to drink at a business dinner last night. Knowing that you and I are close at the company, he gave me a paid leave to spend the day with you. By the way, are you at home now? If so, give me your address, and I'll come see you, okay?"
Jiayi, caught between laughter and tears, thought that this Gao Ziming must have been truly frightened. He was considering everything too thoroughly, even giving Tang En'en a day off, for fear that she would be lonely. She quickly said, "No need, I didn't drink much and the alcohol has long worn off."
