After the ZH1 team members left, Qi Shaoyuan called.
Lin Yan didn't give it much thought before she answered.
The moment she picked up, Qi Shaoyuan's excited voice spilled over instantly. "Goddess! Idol! You really picked up! Oh, my god… Is this a dream?"
Even though Qi Shaoyuan had Lin Yan's contact number, he hadn't dared to contact her.
To Qi Shaoyuan, Lin Yan seemed unreal. As a top-notch racer, she should only appear at international competitions. A devoted fan like him would be sitting and cheering for her on the stands. Being able to talk to his idol over the phone was practically beyond his wildest dreams.
"Boss, is this really you? Am I dreaming?"
Lin Yan was speechless…
"Boss, say something!"
"Do you want to… calm down?" quipped Lin Yan.
"Okay! Boss, don't hang up! Wait for me!"
Indeed, he fell silent.