Chapter 182

Song Guanchao had chosen a budget-friendly restaurant.

His monthly salary was only a few thousand yuan, too little to afford expensive dining.

With his status, if he really desired, he could dine daily at five-star hotels or upscale Western restaurants in Lingjiang, rotating meals as someone else would inevitably pick up the tab.

But if he did that, how would he be any different from Secretary Sun and his ilk?

Yu Lifang had not visited this sort of street-side, fly-infested eatery in a long while.

Though the tables were wiped clean and there was no trash on the floor, she still felt uncomfortable all over.

Seeing the place Song Guanchao had invited her to eat made her angry inside; she felt that Song Guanchao was deliberately squeezing her.

She entered the private room just as Song Guanchao had finished ordering and handed the menu to the server.

"Director Yu, please sit," he said.

Song Guanchao grabbed some complimentary tea and poured some for her.