Song Guanchao spent the entire morning making phone calls.
Contacting Fu Ying, contacting Ning Lin.
After the calls, he planned the route for tomorrow's journey.
By the time the itinerary was set, it was already noon.
Song Guanchao ordered meals to be brought in, simultaneously finding a reason to send Zeng Li away.
Walking into the office, he placed the food down and said while eating, "Secretary, the schedule is all set."
"Mhm."
"How will the secretary get there tomorrow?"
"Don't you have a car?"
"You're taking my car?"
"What else?"
Wu Qiangwei felt Song Guanchao was asking pointless questions.
Song Guanchao asked, "In what capacity are you going?"
"Your driver," Wu Qiangwei replied, as she took a mask from the drawer. "Chairman Liu has only seen me once; tomorrow, I'll change clothes and wear a mask, and he probably won't recognize me."
Song Guanchao nodded.