Jiangli heard the words and stretched out his hand.
"Director Xun, hold on a moment, I'll give my phone to the Abbot." Xia Xin obediently handed the phone to Jiangli.
Jiangli took it and spoke calmly, "Director Xun?"
"Abbot, you've finally answered the phone," said Xun Tianhai, sounding absolutely elated.
Jiangli chuckled lightly, "Director Xun is being too serious, aren't you? Didn't you just call me?"
Xun Tianhai lamented, "I did just call, but Zhu Ming has been messaging you for so long without a reply. I thought you weren't interested in dealing with this matter."
Jiangli's eyebrows rose slightly, "Zhu Ming?"
Xun Tianhai immediately responded, "Yes, Zhu Ming. He's run into some trouble! He called me this afternoon asking for help, pleading with me to get in touch with you. He said he had been sending you messages for half a day with no reply, and since he had no other contact information, he had to turn to me."
