In the evening, a Hongqi car stopped on the road outside Shanglin Garden.
Lu Li, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, had just walked to the door.
He saw Xiaolin obediently get out of the driver's seat to open the back door.
Perhaps to build a rapport with Lu Li, Wang Yu also came.
He got out from the front passenger seat and stood by the door waiting for Lu Li.
Xiaolin bent slightly to show respect, "Mr. Lu, please."
Lu Li didn't stand on ceremony, slightly nodded, and said, "Thank you."
He got in the car and sat down.
Xiaolin returned to the driver's seat and started the car.
Lu Li exchanged greetings with Wang Yu, then looked at the driver's seat and said, "I missed the appointment the day before yesterday, you guys didn't mind, did you?"
Xiaolin replied calmly, "No."
No?
How is that possible?
Wang Yu, sitting in the front passenger seat, was complaining in his heart.
People like Zhang Guocheng and Ma Yangming naturally do not mind.
