C190 Wishful thinking

This time, it worked. In less than five seconds, Fu Yang called.

"Uncle, I'm really sorry. The reporter has been on the phone all day. I thought you were a reporter, so I didn't answer your call."

Tang Shengkun smiled until his eyes narrowed, "Sure, sure. I just saw the news in the newspapers, so I know that my family knows you. How should I address you?"

Fu Yang straightened his body: "Uncle