C275 Goodbye Heng Shaokun!

Heng Shaokun let Tang Zijun's words go in one ear and out the other, not retaining a single sentence.

"Oh, that's good to hear. Young Master Tang, considering the time, could I have my phone back?" Heng Shaokun asked with forced politeness, internally berating Tang Zijun as a shameless jerk for trying to hog his phone.

"Young Master Kun, let me borrow your phone for a bit longer