The person at the counter didn’t even lift their head: "Local call or long distance?"
Zhang Wenjuan replied calmly: "Local call."
She entered the designated phone booth, dialed the number Wu Bingjie had left, and was told to call back in half an hour.
After settling the phone bill, Zhang Wenjuan found a place to sit down, waiting for the time to call again.
Previously, she had put in a lot of effort to return to the city, and finally seized the opportunity by sending a message to Wu Bingjie through someone, promising considerable benefits, which finally gave her the chance to return to the city.
She was actually quite curious about who Wu Bingjie had found that could rescue her from such a remote place.
But since she couldn’t figure it out, she decided not to think about it. As long as she could escape that wretched place, that was enough.
As the time approached, she got up and walked back to the counter: "Comrade, I need to make a call."
When the call connected again, Wu Bingjie’s voice came from the other side: "Zhang Wenjuan, is that you?"
Hearing Wu Bingjie’s voice, Zhang Wenjuan felt a sense of surrealism: "It’s me."
Suppressing his impatience, Wu Bingjie gave her an address: "The house key is under the flowerpot on the windowsill, and I’ve left money and tickets in the drawer of the table inside, settle down first, I’ll come to find you when I have time."
Although Zhang Wenjuan was not in a great mood, she knew she had no choice.
She didn’t know what Wu Bingjie meant by this, but as long as she could go back to Beijing, nothing else mattered.
As for the matter she mentioned to Wu Bingjie, it wasn’t something she could easily reveal—it was her last amulet.
*

Yunyi had vaguely mentioned it to her before, but she hadn’t taken it seriously at the time. Apparently, the news took her by surprise: "I just got the news here too."
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