Previously, it had just been two words, so he wasn't certain. But this longer string of sounds was still remarkably similar to his son's voice. How could two people's vocal patterns be so alike?
This stirred his doubts. So, before Xia Liang could answer, Director Wu couldn't help but blurt out, "Wu Jiasheng?"
Wu Jiasheng was, indeed, the name of Director Wu's son.
The person on the other end of the line paused for a second upon hearing the name but quickly recovered.
"What are you talking about? Wu Jiasheng? I don't know him."
The Wu Jiasheng on the phone deliberately altered his tone, not wanting the people on this side to recognize him. He had, of course, recognized the voice that had just said his name—it was his father. Fearing the person on the other end would say more, he quickly added, "If you're looking for Wu Jiasheng, you've dialed the wrong number. This Master is hanging up."
With that, the line went dead with a dial tone.
