Chapter 989: Chapter 989: Go to the Airport Early the Next Morning Chapter 989: Chapter 989: Go to the Airport Early the Next Morning After Rong Yan ignored Rong Weiwei’s blustering and hung up the phone, it wasn’t long before Estelle’s call came through again.

“Hello, Estelle.” Rong Yan guessed she would call back and was sitting cross-legged on the bed waiting.

Estelle sighed after picking up the call, “Rong Weiwei still refuses to say anything.”

Rong Yan was not surprised at all, “She was never going to admit it. Wanting to meet with me was just a pretense. She knew I wouldn’t go to see her and deliberately said that.”

She wanted to make a video call later, just as she had said before hanging up: it was merely to slight her verbally a couple of times, seeking some presence.

If Rong Weiwei were the kind of person who would admit something once she said it and cared about her face and dignity, she wouldn’t have done so many shameless things.

“I thought she really would be willing to communicate if she saw you, just like she told the police.” Estelle didn’t know how else to describe Rong Weiwei; she found her vocabulary severely lacking. She straightforwardly changed the subject, “By the way, about that matter you asked me to look into, I’ve got some information. My husband has a friend who is a translator. I just talked to him outside, mentioning the director of the Oscars movie you asked me to find, and he told me his friend took a high-end translation job for a foreign director. I had him make a call to check, and it turned out to be the person you are looking for.”

“That convenient?” Rong Yan hadn’t expected her luck to be that good.

Estelle chuckled helplessly, “Yes, it’s that convenient. It just goes to show that Capital City is too small; all the networks are connected. I asked his friend to inquire about the director’s schedule for you. She will arrive in Capital City tomorrow morning at 10 o’clock. His friend will send me the flight number first thing in the morning, and I will forward it to you then.”

Rong Yan, “Okay.”

“If you are going to meet that director, remember to pretend you don’t know my husband’s friend. This is the client’s private schedule after all. If it weren’t because he and my husband are close friends from college, he wouldn’t have been willing to help us.”

“I know. Don’t worry, Estelle. Please thank your husband for me.”

Rong Yan knew that disclosing an employer’s schedule violated professional ethics and that spreading this could have a harmful influence. When others took such risks to help, she certainly wouldn’t betray them.

Estelle knew she was a sensible person and didn’t prattle on, “I’ll convey the thanks. It’s getting late, you should rest early, and I’m going to head back with him.”

“OK.” Rong Yan glanced at her laptop, “Good night, Estelle.”

“Good night.”

Rong Yan then put down her phone and checked the time.

Oh boy, it was 2:30 AM.

She moved the mouse and checked the online public opinion; her name was still looming high in discussions, firm on the trending list even at ‘Night is Dark and Wind is High’ peak hours. It seemed like she would continue to maintain the top spot on the trending list tomorrow.

Rong Yan took a deep breath, closed her laptop, applied a face mask, lay down, and turned off the light.

She thought the external noise would be overwhelming, putting her under enough psychological stress to keep her awake, but unexpectedly, she slept without any pressure until the break of day. She didn’t even notice when Li Shengxiao came back and slept beside her–she slept like a log.

The next morning at ten, Rong Yan received a text from Estelle on time. She got ready, put on a cap as a disguise, and rushed to the airport.