Chu Ning's appearance and actions were both coincidental and inevitable.
Times always moved forward with twists and turns.
After the meeting ended, Chu Ning went directly to Qinghe Village to check on its current situation.
Village chief Wen An looked busy as usual.
"Village Chief Wen, why are you so busy?" Chu Ning walked to the door of Wen An's office. Although his door was open, Chu Ning still knocked on it.
"If you have something to say, say it. Huh? President Chu, you're here," Wen An replied in a hurry. He immediately regained his senses and realized that the voice belonged to Chu Ning. His attitude immediately became respectful and sincere.
"It's fine. Village Chief Wen, settle your affairs. I can sit on the sofa and wait for a while," Chu Ning said with a smile.
"President Chu, you're making fun of me. How can my time be compared to yours? You've already come here to look for me." Wen An pushed up his glasses and smiled.
