"Senior Sister."
In the office, Lin Xiawei seemed to be buried in her work. She looked up at Pei Jinye and gestured, "Take a seat first, help yourself to a drink if you want."
Pei Jinye quietly sat down without interrupting Lin Xiawei's work.
Before long, Xiao Liu, Lin Xiawei's communications soldier, appeared. He politely nodded at Pei Jinye, then stepped forward and handed a report to Lin Xiawei: "Commander, there's a temporary meeting at City Hall. It's scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon."
"I know." Lin Xiawei took the report and started to review it.
The communications soldier withdrew, closing the door behind him.
Not much later.
Lin Xiawei raised her head and asked, "Did you come this time to talk about last night's incident?"
"What are your thoughts, Senior Sister?" Pei Jinye, seeing her speak, cut straight to the chase.
