Chen Xu, wearing a new coat, returned to the office, pondering how to deal with the increasingly proactive Luo Xiyun.
Life is like this, not everything can develop exactly as we anticipate beforehand. Xiyun taking the initiative was something he hadn't expected.
Sometimes, such matters are like rowing against the current, where you either move forward or drift back. When someone takes the first step, if there is no response, they might very well withdraw, and even that feeling might sour.
He could not drag this out any longer.
Yet, now was not the best time...
Suddenly, his cell phone in his pocket rang. It was an unfamiliar number. After a moment's thought, he answered it, "Hello, this is Chen Xu speaking."
On the other end was a woman's voice, "May I speak with Mr. Chen?"
"I'm Fangfang, we've been in contact online about renting a place. When would it be convenient for us to meet?"
"Oh, it's you. How about tonight? Do you have time?"
