Jian Ai quickly explained, "I'm sorry, Uncle Chen. There's been a lot of things going on recently. If it weren't for the fact that Bai Zhou reminded me, I wouldn't have remembered! As for the phone number, the phone we exchanged numbers with last time couldn't be used anymore as it fell into the water. This is a new one."
In 2002, a phone was matched to only a phone number. There was still no such advanced thing as the SIM card.
Chen Lei understood. However, it was almost nine at night. He said to Jian Ai, "No matter how anxious you are, you don't have to talk about work at night. Xiao Ai, arrange a time to come to my company and look for me. We can talk in detail when we meet. What do you think?"
"Is six pm tomorrow alright?" Jian Ai asked for a time after school tomorrow.
