Afternoon.
Airport.
Just as he arrived at the hall, his phone rang.
It was Yao Jiancai, "Hey Little Zhang, why didn't you pick my call up all night?"
"Hey Old Yao," Zhang Ye was very familiar with him, so he casually addressed him, "Did you call me yesterday? Hai, I left my phone at home and didn't bring it with me.
Yao Jiancai then said, "Where are you?"
"At the airport, why?" Zhang Ye asked.
