Dahai Wang had lunch with her outside at noon.
During the meal, Dahai Wang's hands were not well-behaved, touching her long legs under the table.
Han Lan felt waves of flush all over her body, her cheeks blushing, occasionally glaring at him in annoyance.
Dahai Wang just pretended as if he hadn't seen it, feasting happily.
After the meal, Dahai Wang said, "I need to go back."
Since becoming Su Nanzhi's driver, he hardly had any personal time.
It was a compromise he had to make.
To blend into the system, especially being a leader's driver or secretary, time could never belong to oneself.
Dahai Wang understood this principle.
Anyway, he had plenty of time now.
Upon returning to the city government, Dahai Wang knocked and entered the office: "Mayor, I've delivered all the documents."
"Hmm."
Just as Dahai Wang was about to turn around and leave, Su Nanzhi suddenly asked, "Are you a local?"
Dahai Wang paused and shook his head: "No."
