Zhang Shaofeng did not usually call Yun Jian, although the two of them as well as Chen Xinyi had saved each other's number.
Information technology was slowly filling the market in the year 1999. Rich people owned cellphones and the portable device gained popularity even among wealthy heirs and heiresses.
Back when Qin Yirou found out that Yun Jian owned a cellphone, she was rather dumbstruck. After all, the gadget was something she could never imagine owning in the past. It was just that nothing seemed impossible anymore when even the company New Cruise was Yun Jian's. It was how Qin Yirou accepted it without much fuss.
Curious, Yun Jian answered the call swiftly. Before she could speak, Zhang Shaofeng's voice came from the other side of the line first. His tone was helpless and anxious.
"M-master, I can't get through to Xinyi. I've called her 20 times and it's been ringing for nearly 20 minutes but she's not picking up!"
