Before Xu Haoran could speak, Sister Wei poked her head out with her travel bag: "We are here."
Zhang Lan squeezed forward joyfully: "Master's wife, let me carry your bag!"
"Both of you came? What about Yuanyuan?"
"Yuanyuan is at my colleague's house."
"Gui Feng, why didn't you spend a night in Jiangcheng and come back later? You took a bus right after getting off the train, and it's a seven to eight-hour journey. That's too exhausting."
Only then did Sister Wei notice that the ones who came to pick them up were not just the young couple Xu Mingyuan, she was astonished and asked: "Director Ge, why are you here too?"
Comrade Old Ge, although no longer the head of the Transportation Bureau, still looked distinguished.
His hair was neatly combed, his beard cleanly shaved, wearing a black leather trench coat and carrying a large pager bag without a pager inside. His shoes were brightly polished, clearly a figure of leadership.
