“Oh, you answered. Hello, Bai Zhe, how are you?” Qian Mo, the president of the National Writers’ Association, greeted Bai Zhe.
"I'm good. What about you, Master Qian?" Bai Zhe asked him back just for the sake of manner.
“Me? Hahaha, I'm good. Now I just want a good new novel to read,” said Qian Mo.
"I'm working on it. I'll have the publisher send you a manuscript after I'm finished," said Bai Zhe.
“Good. Don't forget that. Ahem, I almost forgot. I have something I need your help with. I don't know whether you'll agree to help me or not,” said Qian Mo.
"What is that? I will gladly help you if I can. I don't have much work now because my new drama hasn't started its shoot yet," said Bai Zhe.