Director Feng cleared his throat. "Before, it was nothing more than paying lip service. It wouldn't have been good to outright deny him face."
Luo Yuping rolled her eyes at her husband. "If Vice Factory Director Huo heard what you've said, he'd be sure to counter you in the future."
Director Feng couldn't help laughing. "Speaking of which, with his temper, he might really turn on me."
With that, he stood up. "I'm going to bring back the charcoal. We'll bank the furnace and get to bed early."
No sooner had he stepped out of the courtyard than he heard voices from next door. "Yi'er, make sure the door is locked. Get some rest early; I'll bring breakfast over tomorrow morning."
Then he heard, "Alright, no need to come out. It's cold outside. I'll secure the front door and go out over the wall."
Hearing this, Director Feng thought to himself, As soon as I get to work tomorrow, I'll make a call to push off the matter and avoid a misunderstanding with Vice Factory Director Huo.
