Yang Chen detected the jealousy in Uncle Zhuo's voice and couldn't help but laugh, "Uncle Zhuo, once you've finished your business here, I'll send someone to pick you up."
Elder Zhuo chuckled right away, "No need, no need. It doesn't matter if I go or not. I'm too old to be fussing about."
The director heard this and couldn't help but pout, "Just go if you want to. You're just being contrary!"
Elder Zhuo glared at the director, "You old man, why aren't you leaving yet!"
Watching the two elders bicker, Yang Chen cracked a helpless smile.
In the end, the director still followed Yang Chen back.
The plane landed at 10 PM in Ancheng.
They rested one night at First-Grade Kingdom.
The next day, Yang Chen prepared breakfast for everyone.
The director got up early and saw a big group of people.
"Xueqing, so you're with Xiaochen," the director said in a bit of surprise.
