"Oh dear, getting so high and mighty, almost flying."
"Hahaha, getting caught by the police, and then the Director treats you to a meal. Such prestige, how come Sister Sijie's relatives mocked you?" Miao Xuanxuan teased.
"That's different, they are relatives. If it were someone else, I would have kicked their whole family out of Minghe."
"Stop boasting, why didn't you kick Zhu Wenhua out then?" Miao Xuanxuan replied.
"Don't rush, haven't you seen a cat playing with a mouse?" Song Xiaodong thought of Zhu Wenhua, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
That evening, Song Xiaodong went to the banquet alone.
Director Zhao was ready, and Qiao Yutong sat next to him, his face somewhat displeased.
"Oh, Mr. Song is so punctual!" Director Zhao saw Song Xiaodong and quickly stood up to welcome him.
"No, Director, there's no need for this, I'm just a humble citizen." Song Xiaodong quickly supported Director Zhao.
"Quick, sit down and let's talk."
