"No?" Chen Yu looked at the staff member in front of him, confirming with a hint of helplessness.
"Yes, sir, our lost and found hasn't received any phones," the employee said with a smile. She was a young girl with a voluptuous figure, her chest buttons seemingly struggling to hold.
The girl even threw a seductive glance at Chen Yu.
"Then may I ask, how many Indian drivers do you have here?" Chen Yu didn't give up. Since the Indian driver hadn't turned in the phone, there were only two possibilities: he kept it himself or someone else picked it up.
Chen Yu planned to find that Indian driver and ask if he had picked up the phone.
"We only have one Indian driver here. After all, Elko is not an immigrant city, and we have fewer minority groups," the girl said enthusiastically, even taking the initiative to jot down the driver's registered address and contact for Chen Yu.
As she handed it over to Chen Yu, her delicate fingers tapped inside his palm.
