Wu Ying frowned as well. "You're right! I'll give her a call and find out what's happening!"
With that, Wu Ying pulled out her phone and dialed Jiang Xinyi's number.
The call connected quickly. A cacophony of noise came through the phone, as if Jiang Xinyi were in a crowded market. "Xinyi, why aren't you back yet?"
"Sister Ying, that pig-faced man has cornered me again! He's so annoying! I'm in the lobby downstairs! Hurry up and bring some people down!" Even when she was complaining, her voice was still lovely.
With that, Jiang Xinyi hung up.
Wu Yun, who had excellent hearing, frowned and asked, "What pig-faced man?"
"It's from a company Xinyi was negotiating with to do some PR and write advertorials. The deal was a success, but it brought a whole lot of trouble with it. This pig-faced man is an executive there. He took a fancy to Xinyi during the negotiations and has been coming around frequently, trying to ask her out to dinner."
