After Secretary Zhang left, Cheng Shaoqing sat down on the chair next to the desk and teased, "I guess so, after all, it's rare to see such a scene.
Last night, you didn't even go for a drink when I asked you to change venues, insisting on going home, and this morning you're late...
President Song has been in town lately, that must be quite exhausting, huh?"
Cheng Shaoqing had a meaning behind his words.
The gentle female voice on the phone just now, he had heard it loud and clear.
He also sensed a feeling of understanding and accommodation.
So early in the morning, to say he was making a nonsense call...
Oh, men!
Song Jinze looked up with a cold gleam in his eyes, "Speak to the point."
"Hehe..." Cheng Shaoqing continued with a mischievous smile on his lips, "Was that tie you wore yesterday really a gift from your sister-in-law? When are you going to invite us brothers for a wedding drink?"
