"Is your hand alright?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Huh? Of course it's alright. Even if there's a problem, it's the problem of my in-game character," Xiao Tan replied. "Brother Jue, don't tell me this is the reason you're calling? You know I'm on duty, right?"
This was the afternoon of the following day, and Feng Bujue called Xiao Tan from home.
"Oh… Of course, I was merely concerned about you." Feng Bujue then got to the real reason he was calling. "It's like this… Today, I went out to discuss a cooperation that does not have much to do with writing with the editor."
"Huh?"
"Three days from now, or this coming Saturday, I will go shoot a TV program. It is not that convenient to get over there. I remember that should be your off day, right? How about you come to be my driver for a day?" Feng Bujue said.
"Huh?" Xiao Tan uttered in confusion before yelping louder, "Huh?"
