Hearing this voice, Nangong Yan pursed her lips and flashed a smile at Suming, as if to say, "You really are a busy man. It's been less than a day since you returned, and there's already a steady stream of people at your door."
Far from being impatient or unhappy, her smile reflected quite the opposite. Nangong Yan was, in fact, quite proud. This proved that her man was capable. Take this small town, for example. Be it Mr. Wu, the town chief before her, or the person outside, the real decision-maker was her own man.
Wu, however, was taken aback. Standing up, he suggested to Suming in a negotiable tone, "How about I slip out the back door first? You can discuss the details with him. If you think it's feasible and can truly bring benefits to the town, I wouldn't mind giving up my position as the town chief to him."
