"Her name is Fan Zhengyu?"
"Not sure if it's the one from this morning, but the person who called me said her name is Fan Zhengyu, wants to meet me."
"A musician?"
"Someone from the orchestra, she must be into instruments." He didn't care much to mention it, "Bro, let me sing 'Mu Kezhai' for you, give me some pointers..."
"She called specifically to see you, might as well meet her."
"..." Someone stood there dumbfounded, "Bro, I've managed to see you. Can we just talk about the play?"
The man just drank his tea silently.
Someone sighed, "Alright, I'll make an appointment with her."
Fan Zhengyu reluctantly made a phone call, as the other party was determined, she didn't want to be disliked or nag; she drove off, planning to head home.
Unexpectedly, her phone vibrated halfway, it was Boss Zheng calling, "Hello."
"I'm at..." Boss Zheng gave his address, "If you can find it, come over; if not, forget it. I've given you the chance."
