By late April in Yan City, the days had become longer.
At 6 p.m., the sun was slowly sinking toward the horizon, dyeing the sky in shades of orange-red and golden yellow.
Tang Song closed his laptop, tidied up his desk, and left work on time.
Just as he had finished clocking out at the front desk, his shoulder was firmly patted.
Du Shaokai came over with a chuckle and then clocked out as well.
He winked at the beautiful receptionist, "Yuying, make sure to notify me next time your admin department has a dinner. I know a place that does killer barbecue."
Du Yuying covered her mouth and giggled, "Sure, Brother Du, the few of us girls without cars will rely on you for a lift then."
Du Shaokai jingled his Cadillac keys, "No problem! Song and I are taking off first, bye~"
"Bye."
