Manager Yang swallowed visibly, unsettled as he was pinned down by Si Yi's gaze, and no longer dared extend his plump hand to Yun Jian. However, his eyes remained on Yun Jian unblinking; of course, it was only out of admiration for the girl.
"C-can you… leave me your phone number so we can keep in touch…" Manager Yang who suddenly remembered something told Yun Jian as he fished out his phone from his pocket with a hasty quivering hand.
Someone with a prominent status like Manager Yang was always interacting with successful bosses of equal societal standing. The year 1999 was also when mobile phones were eventually growing more common in the market. Communication devices like cellular phones and pagers were gaining traction among leading businessmen here.
"Sure." Yun Jian smiled and planned to pull her phone out from her pocket as well.
"No." Before Yun Jian could do that, Si Yi's deep voice came from behind her.
