The next day, at eleven in the morning.
Song Guanchao and Wu Qiangwei exited Yanjing International Airport and took a taxi to the hotel they had booked.
Entering the room, Song Guanchao sat down intending to take a rest when his phone rang.
Fu Ying: "What are you doing?"
"Just got to the hotel."
"Which hotel?"
"The Sheraton."
"The one in the East District?"
"Yes."
"What a coincidence, I'm here too."
"???"
"What room number are you in?"
"620."
Song Guanchao was baffled, is she really here?
For real?
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the door.
He opened the door and saw Fu Ying in long pants and a T-shirt standing outside, completely bewildering Song Guanchao.
"You're really here?"
"Yes." Fu Ying came in and closed the door behind her.
She walked around the room and said, "It's laid out just like my room."
Reaching the window, she spun around on her toes: "Where's Secretary Wu?"
"Next door."
Song Guanchao collected his thoughts: "Did you come here alone?"
