"'London International Telecommunications Conference'?" Gu Nianzhi looked at the message Zhao Liangze had sent her. She opened up a browser, navigated to a search engine, and looked it up. "It's in two days; there isn't much time."
She propped her chin up with her hand as she looked over the program for the London International Telecommunications Conference, her finger tapping lightly on the mouse as she read. She texted Zhao Liangze a moment later.
"Call me as soon as the conference begins. I have a big gift for you."
"What gift?"
Gu Nianzhi briefly explained her plan. Zhao Liangze, with his knowledge and expertise, instantly understood what she was up to. He could hardly contain his excitement.
"You clever girl! You never cease to amaze me! Send me the program—we'll give 'em a show to remember!"
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