"How could the phone go missing out of the blue?"
Zhou Mingchen shook his head, "Probably because I've been too busy lately, my memory isn't so good, and I accidentally put it somewhere and can't remember. Maybe in a few days, I'll recall and find it again."
"So does that mean I've also lost my WeChat number?" Miss Hong seemed dissatisfied, her lips puckering slightly.
Zhou Mingchen looked at her face, and felt even more puzzled. The news editor of Sun Daily was merely a business opportunity, and this all started with Zhou Xinyao asking him for help.
After she left that day, he thought it over and decided to help. However, Zhou Mingchen rarely does things that bring no benefit to himself, regardless of whether it's for a favor, so he decided to change his strategy and find something advantageous to him in this ordinary favor.
