By the time Zhang Qun arrived, it was already close to ten o'clock.
Fu Yu took him to Lao Liu's Barbecue in a side street.
After they sat down, Fu Yu picked a few of the shop's specialties.
He also let Zhang Qun choose a few of his favorite dishes before going over and grabbing two bottles of chilled beer.
The two hadn't contacted each other for several years, but ever since they first reconnected to this dinner, both felt particularly relaxed and at ease.
Fu Yu clinked glasses with Zhang Qun and took a gulp of cold beer, feeling refreshed all over.
Fu Yu asked, "Did you just get off work?"
Zhang Qun put down his glass: "Exactly! We've been working overtime these past few days. With the Sanjiang Tourism Festival coming up, there's a lot to prepare for. Our publicity department has been working overtime every day. Even so, we haven't had a moment's rest. Every day, the higher-ups accuse us of slacking off and dereliction of duty!"
