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Late at night.
Grace had already fallen asleep, but Heinz had woken up.
It was very cold in the winter night. He walked out of the room in a thick coat and called Alex.
"Where are you?" He asked.
"President, you finally called me," Alex was about to cry. "I'm freezing. I've been in the car for two hours, and I don't dare to turn on the heater."
"Why? Do you have an objection?" Heinz raised his eyebrows and questioned as he walked.
"No, I don't have any objections." Alex immediately laughed and said, "Can we do it now?"
"Or else?" Heinz asked again.
Alex pouted and hurriedly apologized, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have complained. I was wrong, President."
"Wait," Heinz was satisfied. He hung up the phone and opened the door. The cold air outside was really freezing.
He shivered and pulled his coat tighter.
He arrived at the garage.
Alex had already gotten out of the car. When he saw Heinz, he was instantly surprised.
"It's so cold," Alex complained.