Song Guanchao swallowed saliva as Secretary Sun admiringly said, "Brother Song, you're so lucky."
Instinctively, Song Guanchao tried to withdraw his hand, but Sister Lin pressed it further in.
Suddenly, Song Guanchao felt he had grabbed something.
At that moment, Sister Lin also let go of his hand.
As he pulled his hand out, he discovered a car key in his grasp.
Sister Lin said bashfully, "Secretary Song, do you like it?"
Looking at the Mercedes-Benz logo on the key, Song Guanchao quickly placed it on the table, "I can't accept this."
Sister Lin feigned anger, "I'm only lending it to you to drive, I'm not giving it to you."
"But..."
"Brother Song, Sister Lin means well; if you refuse, she will be upset."
Sister Lin also said, "If you don't accept, then I won't see you again."
"This..." Song Guanchao looked troubled as Secretary Sun struck while the iron was hot, "It's just a loan for you to drive, it's not in your name, there's nothing to worry about."
