Tang Shu was stunned for a moment before she remembered the film business.
It was her fault, the last few days had been so fulfilling that she had carelessly let loose and completely forgot about her primary job.
"Ahem... how's the film doing?"
"Now you remember to care? Is your phone just for decoration?"
"I forgot to tell you, my hometown is in the mountains, hardly any signal there."
Tang Shu glanced at the pure black signal tower that was very conspicuous outside the window and, without a blush or breathlessness, rattled off her excuse.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Father Tang, who had exceptionally good hearing, lifted his eyelids in doubt as he glanced at the signal tower with a touch of disdain.
Talking about the best signal receiver of modern times, he knew those few ever-joking comrades of his were deceiving him again!
Inside the room, Tang Shu deeply reflected on her recent activities and patiently coaxed the other party.
