As five o'clock approached, Liu Zhizhong waited at the back gate of Hu Yang University for the arrival of Zhang Tianbao.
They had arranged to meet here and then walk to Luo Tianlin's house.
Zhang Tianbao, attending a meeting in the provincial city, naturally came by an official car.
Carrying a briefcase and some salted fish, he instructed the driver to take the car straight to the hotel. Yangzhou, as a prefecture-level city, has its own office in the provincial city, mainly for hosting and arranging meetings or official business for leaders and institutions from Yangzhou.
Seeing Liu Zhizhong, Zhang Tianbao couldn't help but embrace him.
Liu Zhizhong was also quite happy, but still commented, "Boss Zhang, the Yangjiang salted fish really has a strong scent!"
Of course, he couldn't call him Minister Zhang in the street.
Zhang Tianbao was pleased, "Hehe, quite strong indeed!"
He held up the exquisitely packaged salted fish, took a sniff, and simultaneously frowned and laughed.
