The next day, Song Guanchao bought a few buns outside the residential area, filled his stomach in the car, and then drove to the park.
At nine-twenty in the morning, when he arrived at the park, he saw Han Lan's car already parked in the spot.
"Came really early."
Song Guanchao muttered, pushed open the car door.
Seeing him arrive, Han Lan also got out of the car and walked over.
The two had just greeted each other when another car drove over.
The car stopped, and a man about the same age as Song Guanchao got out, it was Sun Jiajun's secretary, Ma Hongyuan.
"Secretary Han, Director Song," Ma Hongyuan called politely.
Song Guanchao raised his eyebrows: "Secretary Ma, what brings you here?"
"Mayor Sun asked me to join the oversight committee," Ma Hongyuan said.
Song Guanchao made an oh sound, didn't bother with Sun Jiajun's little moves, and turned to walk toward the park's management committee office.
