"Secretary Xiao is up this early?"
Zhou Qing was somewhat astonished—it was only a little past seven, and he had drunk so much last night that even he hadn't woken up fully, yet Xiao Xue was bursting with energy.
Was this woman really made of iron?
"I've been thinking about handling the affairs of the enterprise first thing in my mind, so naturally, I couldn't sleep. As soon as it was light, I thought of calling Chief Zhou."
Xiao Xue's voice came through the phone, sounding cheerful.
"Alright, then I'll get ready and head out to meet up with you shortly."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qing had no choice but to get up groggily, get dressed, and head out.
After meeting up with Xiao Xue, the two headed straight for Huaishui Town.
On the way, Xiao Xue kept talking non-stop about the situation in the town.
Zhou Qing was so tired he couldn't muster the energy; if it weren't for holding the steering wheel, he would have long since fallen asleep.
