Marilyn's First Meeting (5/5)

After leaving the clothing store, Jiang Hao casually tossed the old outfit into a trash can and hailed a taxi on the street.

"Where to, sir?" the driver asked.

"The telephone office," Jiang Hao said.

Jiang Hao had not gone to the telephone office to make a call, but to look up information in the Yellow Pages. He remembered the movie's plot: the male lead was the operations manager of a company called Brandy Publishing Company, responsible for its daily operations.

As the driver drove, Jiang Hao lowered his head and opened his wallet. His driver's license, bank card, and business cards did not matter. What mattered was the cash. Jiang Hao counted it—there were a full eight hundred and thirty US Dollars. He had money again, didn't he?

He just did not know whether that balding gentleman who had taken a girl shopping would feel terribly awkward when paying the bill.

At the telephone office, Jiang Hao searched through the directory beside the phones. Brandy Publishing Company—he finally found it. 129 Third Avenue, along with a telephone number. Jiang Hao memorized it.

He dialed the number directly.

Ring, ring, ring!

The phone at Brandy Publishing Company rang, and a woman's voice answered. "Brandy Publishing Company. How may I help you?"

"Hello, is Mr. Sharman there?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Oh, Mr. Sharman went to take his wife to the train station, but I think he'll be back in an hour," the woman said.

"Okay, I'd like to make an appointment to see Mr. Sharman in an hour," Jiang Hao said.

"May I have your name? I'll register it," the woman said in a stiff tone.

"Jon Hall." Jiang Hao gave the name again.

He found somewhere to eat breakfast. When it was nearly time, Jiang Hao went to Brandy Publishing