"Tomorrow morning's schedule?"
Wei Lao adjusted his presbyopic glasses, thought for a moment, and then took them off: "Is something the matter?"
"I'm requesting leave."
Even in front of a superior, Gao Han was still as concise and to the point as ever.
Wei Lao had seen people request leave before, but it was the first time he encountered such a forthright request. He was taken aback, coughing several times before finally calming down: "Is it an emergency?"
Gao Han thought of his always-smiling little wife and nodded: "Mhm."
Seeing the hint of warmth on the face of his normally icy subordinate, Wei Lao's gossiping heart stirred: "Going on a date?"