The Mercedes cruised down the road, with Yan Fei humming a tune and heading home with his wife.
They just had another feast; it was the association's celebration banquet. As a key figure, Yan Fei had to be there and even had a bit of alcohol. When they first left, Xu Xiaoyan was driving, but once they got on the road, Yan Fei took the wheel.
They could have gone faster, but Xu Xiaoyan thought it was nice this way. The moonlit pastures and farms outside the car window made the couple inside feel especially cozy.
"Do you think you'll get on the big newspapers this time?"
Hearing his wife's question, Yan Fei thought for a moment: "Probably, right? After all, it's something that boosts reputation. Aren't we about to enter the World Trade Organization? Anyway, I'm a businessman who's stepped out and made an impact, so there's a chance."
