3 p.m.
Song Guanchao was in a meeting in the conference room, learning about the recent demolition progress.
His phone suddenly vibrated relentlessly. He picked it up to see it was a call from Chu Xiao'e.
He hung up and sent a message back: "In a meeting."
Director He saw his action and sped up his report.
"...Lastly, the application for demolition funds has been submitted to the Finance Bureau."
Song Guanchao responded with a hum: "Call me if there's any progress."
"Meeting adjourned."
He went straight to Chu Xiao'e's office, entered without knocking.
Secretary Xu outside hardly found it surprising anymore.
Song Guanchao closed the door and upon approaching, saw Chu Xiao'e looking grave, seemingly unaware of his arrival, lost deeply in her own thoughts.
Noticing something off, he lightly tapped the desk with his fingers.
Chu Xiao'e's eyes flickered, pulling her out of her reverie as she looked at Song Guanchao with some confusion: "When did you come in?"
