Chen Yirou worked on the second floor.
The office layout was quite similar to Wu Qiangwei's, with a large outer office accommodating about ten people, and a separate private office inside.
When he arrived, a few people in the outer office glanced at him, but since they didn't recognize him, no one greeted him.
Although these people were members of the office under the Provincial Investment Promotion Committee, their posts were at the provincial level, not the municipal level.
So usually, most departments of the City Government didn't interact with them, and they had little understanding of the City Government, so it was normal not to recognize Song Guanchao.
Song Guanchao headed straight for the office and pushed the door open without knocking.
Seeing him come in, Chen Yirou inexplicably felt a bit nervous. Her large buttocks pressed down on the chair, squirming slightly, as if she was worried he might do something reckless to her here.
