"Zhu Fei, Teacher Wan asked me to inquire if you plan on participating in our school's exchange activity to Harvard Business School in the United States next month?"
As soon as the call connected, a female voice that sounded quite familiar to Zhu Fei came through.
After a brief moment of thought, he remembered the owner of the familiar voice was none other than Dong Miaoxuan, the beauty of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department at Donglin University, whom he met when he first entered the university.
"Hey, hey, I'm talking about you, Zhu Fei. It's been a while since we last met; you couldn't have forgotten about me already, right?"
Seeing that Zhu Fei hadn't responded in a timely manner, Dong Miaoxuan on the phone became impatient and couldn't help but chide him slightly annoyed.
"Cough, cough..."
Hearing Dong Miaoxuan's somewhat teasing words, Zhu Fei couldn't help but feign a cough before finally laughing and saying,
