With that, he quickly pulled out his phone and expertly dialed a number.
The phone had barely rung twice when the call connected.
"Hey, where are you? I've got an engineer from the construction company here, and they've run into some problems with the road. Can you come over to Crown Territory? Or he could come find you, that works too," Feng Shan said into his phone.
"What? You're in Crown Territory right now? What are you doing here?"
"Celebrating Christmas? What's an Indian like you doing celebrating Christmas?" Feng Shan retorted, half-joking.
"Alright, see you at the tavern later."
Hanging up the phone, Feng Shan turned to Old Li with a helpless expression and said irritably, "The person in charge of the oil company is right here in the camp, and you didn't even arrange for you two to meet."
When Old Li heard this, he was so angry he nearly jumped up on the spot, pointing a finger straight at Feng Shan's nose.
