With Chen Zikun, a university graduate from the teachers' college, handling the paperwork, Han Yu didn't need to worry about it.
He didn't rest well during the days of searching at sea, feeling exhausted and sleepy. Once he returned to the dunship, he took clean clothes and went to the water room for a shower, and after the shower, he went up to the second-floor dormitory to rest, sleeping until half past nine the next morning. He was woken up by a senior sister.
"Hurry up, Uncle Qian is waiting for us to go to eat."
"What meal?"
Han Yu got up, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
Han Xiangning opened the curtains and smiled, "Xiao Yu is going back to Hanwu, right? He wants to treat Uncle Li, Uncle Zhang and Chief Ding to a meal before leaving. But Uncle Zhang and Chief Ding have the night shift, so the meal can only be arranged for noon."
"He's such a miser, when did he start to be so good at interacting with people?" Han Yu came to his senses, hurriedly getting dressed.
