Following the source of the handphone ringing, Sheyan reached his hand towards the right arm of the beggar. After exerting some strength to pry it open, he located the source of the ringing.
A brilliant object that shouldn’t have appeared in this world at all. It was astoundingly a Motorola RAZR XT910 smartphone!
Obviously, Sheyan wouldn’t place the phone he dug out from the filthy beggar by his ear. Instead, he directly pressed to answer with the handsfree button.
"Hello, I am Seaman. You are an hour late according to my expectation. Let me guess, could it be the hurricane has foiled your plans?"
The opposite voice remained silent, inevitably not anticipating Sheyan would answer so spontaneously! For negotiations, this was a rather unfavourable outcome. Especially, when the ones on the other side required Sheyan’s assistance.
"How did you know we would contact you?"
The opposing voice asked suspiciously.
Sheyan replied unenthusiastically.