After Chen Yang made his phone call, everyone assumed he was just putting on a show.
Even Yang Xuewei believed that Chen Yang had pretended to make a call, and his tone was far too casual, as if he was old acquaintances with Diliah.
Chen Yang, of course, knew what everyone was thinking, but he didn't explain. He just smiled at Yang Xuewei and said, "Ms. Yang, rest assured, someone will come to take us on board soon."
He was actually telling the truth, but at this moment everyone thought he was just showing off.
An elderly professor with graying hair said irritably, "Young people these days really love to boast. Do you think we would believe you've talked to Mr. Diliah Sain? Ridiculous!"
"Xue Wei, this assistant of yours is really unreliable. I think you should send him back to save you from embarrassment."
"After all, the passengers are still queueing to board the ship. I'm quite looking forward to seeing if someone really will come to receive this Mr. Chen Yang onto the ship."
