"Chang'an this place...."
"The only impression I have is the streets full of beautiful girls in Hanfu, and a certain political law university that dug up their founding master's tomb."
Before heading to the airport, Ansheng was lying on Lin Ying's bed, scrolling through his phone, searching for travel tips and related details about Chang'an.
In his previous life, when Ansheng was with the tea company, he often traveled the world by green-skin train, but his main work areas were tea-producing regions, and he avoided any tourist attractions and cities during holidays.
Working is already annoying, so why spoil a rare vacation by visiting tourist spots and squeezing through crowds like squeezing oil from peanuts?
With that leisure time, it's better to sleep deeply or go for a spa treatment.
