Three hours ago, he had just come back from America.
Chen Ji's President Jing went to the airport to intercept him, hoping Zhou Jin'an would help facilitate a deal to acquire a piece of land in the city.
Knowing that Zhou Jin'an liked Southern Fujian cuisine, President Jing had specifically booked Jinhua Restaurant.
Unfortunately, his private room was right next to Qiao En's.
A mere wall apart, the noise from the other side was overwhelming, louder with each wave.
President Jing suggested moving to the teahouse.
As the group was coming out, Zhou Jin'an unexpectedly ran into Qiao En.
She was sandwiched amongst a group of strangers, playing rock-paper-scissors with a slick-faced man.
The atmosphere was lively, yet she seemed calm.
It appeared that she hadn't lost.
Cheng Lu, following behind Zhou Jin'an, also caught sight of Qiao En; he felt puzzled.
"Director Zhou, it's Secretary Qiao."
Cheng Lu had more to say.
