After hanging up the phone, Song Guanchao said, "I need to accompany the Mayor to a dinner meeting tonight."
"Oh~"
Jiang Yiren drew out the sound, pouted a little, feeling disappointed.
But this dinner meeting was scheduled suddenly, and it was with the Mayor, so she couldn't say much, or else it would look unreasonable.
After work, Song Guanchao went home, changed his clothes, and drove to the building where Wu Qiangwei lived.
Before long, he saw Wu Qiangwei, also dressed in new clothes, come out of the apartment building.
Light blue jeans, loose and soft blue knit sweater, wearing white sneakers, emanating a youthful vibe.
As soon as she got in the car, Song Guanchao caught a faint fragrance.
As the car hit the road, Song Guanchao asked, "Who arranged the dinner tonight?"
"I did." Wu Qiangwei said, "A friend from my time in Wu'an City."
Song Guanchao's mind suddenly sharpened: "A guy?"
Wu Qiangwei glanced at him: "Yes."
"Does he like you?"
