Zhang Xiaofan had tried calling Driver Liu again, but the phone was still unreachable.
This baffled Zhang Xiaofan deeply.
After some thought, he called Hua Chennan.
He wanted to discuss the news he had received last night.
After all, Hua Chennan, considering his position, couldn't access information as freely as Zhang Xiaofan could.
"Hello..."
"Hello!"
The voice on the other end was clearly not Hua Chennan's in terms of timbre and depth.
Zhang Xiaofan quickly discerned this.
It might be his assistant or someone, Zhang Xiaofan didn't suspect anything in particular.
"Are you Doctor Xiaofan?"
"Yes."
"Let's meet."
...
Zhang Xiaofan slowly put down the phone.
His face was expressionless, but beneath those clear eyes was an indescribable complex sorrow.
Hua Chennan had died!
When Zhang Xiaofan first heard the news, his heart skipped a beat. How could the person who had a heartfelt conversation with him just yesterday be dead now?
