"Hello Yulina."
Liang Fei smiled naively, calling out her name, always feeling that something was amiss.
Yulina immediately grinned, understanding Liang Fei's discomfort, and gently said, "Actually, you can call me Han Yu, which is the Chinese name my grandfather gave me.
By the way, we have already prepared a special car for you. Have you booked a hotel yet? If not, I can arrange that for you."
"Can't we go directly to the ranch?" Liang Fei was obviously very anxious.
"Our ranch is in the south; it takes several hours to get there from Melbourne by high-speed train and then by private car, President Liang, don't you want to rest first?"
"Let's just go, it's okay."
Yulina had never met such an anxious client before, but, as the saying goes, the customer is always right, so since Liang Fei had such a request, Yulina obliged him.
After a long journey, Liang Fei finally arrived at Morse Ranch.