Jiule City · Security Bureau office.
"Ring ring ring..."
Jin Wanlin sat in the office, flipping through the files submitted by the forest rangers. Suddenly, a series of ringtone sounds started, and she glanced sideways instinctively, stunned upon seeing the caller ID.
"Master Fuli's call? Hasn't he been following Shasha for super-ancient history lessons lately?"
Jin Wanlin showed a peculiar expression but answered Master Fuli's call immediately.
"Hello? Does Master Fuli need something on your end?" Jin Wanlin asked.
"Old Jin! Where's my Ah Qing!" Ansheng, with a face full of indignation, complained to Jin Wanlin: "I just graduated from the cram school today and can't find anyone to celebrate with."
"How did you guys trick my Ah Qing away from us!"
Master Fuli's complaining voice transmitted through the phone to Jin Wanlin's ears.
"Ah this... Is the class over for Master Fuli?"
Jin Wanlin responded with a bit of awkwardness: "The whole thing is kind of a long story..."
