James, when will you come?

James was awakened by the sound of Samuel answering the phone. He moved his stiff neck and looked at the source of the voice in a daze. After listening for a moment, he probably knew that Samuel was talking about work. He habitually raised his wrist to check the time. It was 7:10 p.m. Had he slept for such a long time? He looked at the scenery outside the window. After a while, he realized where he was. He looked back at the place next to him and found no one was there. "Where is she?" Samuel, who was answering the phone, turned around and asked, "President, are you awake?" James did not answer, and ignored that he was on the phone. He asked again, "I ask you, where is she?" Samuel said to the phone, "Sorry, I'll call you later." Then he hung up the phone. "Young Madam went up the mountain." Hearing this, James frowned, and felt some displeasure. "Why didn't you wake me up just now?" He had gone to that place once when he was arranging the manpower. The road was not easy, and the mount