He started his car and drove away from the office.
He had a lunch meeting with President Zhao today. Not Zhao Rui's aunt, of course—he didn't even know she existed. This was his old boss from Ruijing Commerce, President Zhao, a kindly elder who had taken good care of him during his time there.
Before Yang Hui left Ruijing Commerce, President Zhao had treated him to a meal, and they had agreed to get together again when he had time.
Now that his work here was wrapping up and his schedule was clear aside from regular duties, he had asked President Zhao out for lunch. He'd originally planned for dinner so they could have a few drinks, but after hearing the older man was suffering from gout and couldn't drink, he'd changed it to a noon meeting.
They arranged to meet at Xinyue Square. It worked out perfectly, as President Zhao was going to inspect one of his stores there, and they could have lunch afterward.
