That day, He Wenjie did not go to work. Last night, while he was retouching the photos Xie Meilan had given him, inspiration suddenly struck, and he started painting an oil portrait based on them. By the time he finished, it was already past three in the morning. Consequently, He Wenjie slept past ten and was woken up by a phone call from Xie Meilan.
"Wenjie, can I ask you a favor?"
"Calling it a favor sounds way too formal. What is it? Tell me."
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