How could the expressions on Jin Minhua's and his manager's faces escape Chen Meng'er's eyes. "Don't worry, Uncle Jin. It's definitely not what you think. I just want to give Yuwen Jing a call and ask him what his plans are." Yuwen Jing's status in Chen Meng'er's heart was different. "Oh right, Uncle, can you make international calls here?" Chen Meng'er asked Jin Minhua's manager.
"Of course." Although his boss sometimes spoke Chinese that he couldn't understand when talking to this little girl, from his observation, this little girl's identity wasn't ordinary. Therefore, his attitude wasn't ordinary either.
Chen Meng'er picked up the phone and pressed a series of numbers.
Chen Meng'er's good memory was reflected in this aspect. She did not need a phone book at all. As long as she listened carefully once, she would be able to remember the other party's phone number.
