Jiangli took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Fu Shiyan.
Only then did she realize that the appointed time had arrived—it was already six in the evening.
Jiangli cleared her throat and answered, "Hello, President Fu?"
"Isn't the abbot at the Taoist temple?" Fu Shiyan's voice carried a hint of amusement, "I happened to come to pick up the abbot, but it seems like no one's there."
Jiangli touched the tip of her nose, "Uh, sorry about that, President Fu. Something came up last minute. I'm in the suburbs handling it. It'll be over soon, and I'll rush over. You can just go directly to the restaurant and wait for me."
Fu Shiyan responded warmly, "There's no rush. Where are you? I'll just swing by on my way and pick you up. It's harder to get a cab from the suburbs later on."
Since the other party had put it that way…