One hundred ninety-five the price is really too high! _1
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At the thought, Mr. Gu's confusion cleared suddenly.
So it was her.
He picked up the phone, "Hello, you're speaking."
Li Aifang's somewhat nervous voice came from the other end.
"Hello, hello, it's Li Aifang here, the family member of that little girl in the bed across from your daughter-in-law, the one in the fruit business!"
Li Aifang was afraid that Mr. Gu wouldn't remember her, so she introduced herself very clearly in one breath.
From her tone, one could tell that she likely wanted to discuss something urgent with Mr. Gu.
Mr. Gu took his hand off the steering wheel, leaned back in his seat, and then said with a smile, "Oh, it's you. You're calling me, what's the matter?"
What a composed demeanor, feigning ignorance despite knowing quite well, but still pretending to be unaware, waiting for the other party to speak up first.
The person on the other end spoke in a low and forced voice, tinged with a hint of nervousness.