At noon, it was the same private room as last time.
Chen Jie had just entered when she saw the grim-faced Song Guanchao.
Her heart tightened, and she feigned composure as she approached him, slightly disdainfully pulling back a chair, taking out a wet wipe from her bag to clean the chair before sitting down.
Song Guanchao's already gloomy face darkened a few shades more.
"Secretary Song asked to see me..."
"Does Director Chen feel that this restaurant doesn't befit your Deputy Director status?"
Song Guanchao interrupted bluntly, with words that made Chen Jie frown.
She detected an unfriendly tone in Song Guanchao's voice, even carrying a hint of accusation.
Chen Jie squeezed out a smile, "Not at all."
"Not at all? Heh."