The next day, Song Guanchao arrived at the Police Department and saw two familiar faces again.
Lin Wanqiu was there, and so was Xiao Chenggong.
"Miss Lin, hello."
"Hello," Lin Wanqiu responded with a gentle smile, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with amusement.
Remembering the foolish phone call he had made the previous day, Song Guanchao couldn't help but his face turn red.
The two exchanged brief greetings before busying themselves with their respective tasks.
Zhou Qian followed Lin Wanqiu, completely forgetting she was also a host, and cooperated with her in every aspect.
Song Guanchao and Xiao Chenggong hid in the corridor to smoke, "Is our police force sufficient?"
Xiao Chenggong said, "We've pulled together quite a bit from our city."
Song Guanchao ohh'ed, "It looks like, if not tomorrow, then the day after we move."
Police forces couldn't be drawn over to stay in Lingjiang City indefinitely.
