"Who knows, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm hanging up." Zhou Yun said.
"Alright, hang up then."
Zhou Yun hung up the phone and looked at the two people walking straight towards her.
"Are you reporters?" Zhou Yun asked right away.
The two exchanged glances and shook their heads simultaneously.
"Hello, Miss Zhou, we're not reporters," said the taller one on the left, "Let me introduce myself, I'm Chen Ping, a staff member at the Little Star Foundation, and this is my colleague, Lu Chenqi."
The shorter one said, "Miss Zhou, we're very sorry to bother you, but could we take up ten minutes of your time?"
Zhou Yun hesitated a little and asked, "Do you have any identification to prove your identity?"
Chen Ping immediately took out his work ID and handed it to Zhou Yun.
Lu Chenqi also handed his over promptly.
Zhou Yun opened it for a look; the seal, photo, and name all matched.
She handed it to Zheng Xiaojue, saying, "Xiaoju, help me look it up online."
