Generally speaking, this place is not open to the public, but when the security saw Li Younan's car, they lifted the barrier for him without asking any questions. They probably mistook him for a big client, which is an implicit advantage of driving a nicer car.
In the past, when Li Younan picked up his mother, he would park outside. Today, driving in directly was a first for him.
He parked the car in the courtyard of the Rural Commercial Bank, leaning against the car door waiting for his mother to come down.
At this moment, Xiao Xue was coming downstairs with a few colleagues.
The colleagues who were on good terms with Xiao Xue were all about the same age, give or take a few years. The differences weren't significant, as all of them had only been out in society for a short time.
Now, a colleague whose son just passed the civil service exam last year was somewhat proudly recounting the event, but more so with a tinge of melancholy.
