Song Guanchao stayed with Wu Qiangwei until after nine in the evening, gaining a rough understanding of the City Government.
But it was just a general understanding. Wu Qiangwei, after all, was the Mayor and didn't have much spare time to specifically learn about the situation below.
So, the words she said, Song Guanchao could only use as reference.
The specifics of the situation, he would have to understand after starting work himself.
"I should go now."
It was already very late, and staying longer would not be appropriate.
Moreover, Liang Jiajia was still waiting for him at home.
Wu Qiangwei stood up and escorted him to the door.
He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but Song Guanchao always felt that Wu Qiangwei's gaze towards him contained a hint of grievance.
Yet, when he looked again, that sense of grievance was gone.
Time quickly turned to Monday.
At 8:30 in the morning, he walked to the City Government.
