Zhang Ye got up, “Then I will go back first, Brother Hu.”
“It’s just a week. You will be back next week. It’s okay.” Hu Fei comforted him.
Zhang Ye said a few words to his colleagues before packing his things up. He took a hard look at the area that Editor Wei had worked at before turning around to leave.
In the car.
Zhang Ye made a call to his ex-colleague at the radio station, Wang Xiaomei, “Hello, Teacher Xiaomei. Are you busy? Is it convenient to talk a little?”
Wang Xiaomei replied blandly, “I just finished recording a program; it’s convenient.”