He gave Li Shaobin a call. "Don't you know a lot of hackers? Is there a way to get me off of Yan Changqing's Weibo blacklist? I don't like the looks of it."
"Old Song, forget it if you need to go for your morning shift. Can you not disturb me from sleeping in, please? Also, you should really take some medicine soon," Li Shaobin said angrily. "How did Yan Changqing offend you?"
"She went to Mauritius for a vacation behind my back," Song Chuyi said through gritted teeth.
"Sure, let me give the Indian president a call later and tell him to send your wife back," Li Shaobin groaned.
"…" Song Chuyi: "She went to the Republic of Mauritius—what does that have to do with India?"
"Isn't Mauritius an Indian island?"
"That's Sri Lanka and that's not an Indian Island. It's an island in the Indian Ocean. It doesn't belong to India—it's a country."
"What, so there are countries like Sri Lanka and Mauritius in this world?"