As the sunset dyed the sky a magnificent orange-red.
The Mercedes G-Class exited the highway at the Dongjiao toll station and drove onto the connecting road to Ping County.
Around seven in the evening, the familiar yet slightly changed outline of the county town appeared before their eyes.
"President Jiang, are we going straight home?"
As the car drove into the county town, Jia Guolin asked.
Jiang Tao moved his gaze from the chat page on his phone and looked at Jia Guolin, saying:
"Head to the Baiyulan Hotel, I've arranged to have dinner with someone there, and you'll join us later."
"It's just some familiar folks from the village, no outsiders."
"Alright, President Jiang."
Jia Guolin nodded in agreement and continued driving. He had been to the Baiyulan Hotel once and knew the way.
On the other side.
In the spacious open-air parking lot in front of the Baiyulan Hotel.
Beside a black Passat and a white Lavida.
