It seems to be back on track again.
Going to work, getting off work, practicing my skills while chatting idly with Old Zhao, life is quite relaxed.
And on the third day.
This train happens to be heading towards the mountain province where Boss Long is located.
At the train's front.
Zhang Feng leaned against the door, looking at the slip of paper in his hand, which had the address of Boss Long's restaurant and the phone number.
Beep— Beep—
Dialed the number.
Zhang Feng watched Old Zhao operate while waiting for the call to connect.
Just after a minute passed, and until the busy signal, the other party didn't pick up.
Thinking for a while, he tried dialing again.
Still, no one answered.
After that, Zhang Feng tried calling the restaurant.
It rang for a long time, but still, no one answered.
Looking at the watch, it was only seven o'clock, probably too early.
...
Noon.
"Train Chief, I'll head back now."
