Song Yanling regretted immediately after speaking. However, she just couldn't back down, it was too embarrassing.
Li Yunqiao was also dissatisfied with her. "Comrade Song, you better come with us to the guesthouse."
Song Yanling had no choice but to sit silently, feeling regret again.
Wei Kaiyun packed all his belongings. "Vice Mayor Li, I'll head straight home after getting off the train."
"Alright, there's no need to rush."
"How can I not rush? I don't even know if the wheat in the village has been harvested. If we delay handing over the wheat, the grain depot won't accept it."
"Judging by the weather, it should be sunny tomorrow. It shouldn't spoil."
"I hope so." The train was scheduled to arrive at 10:30 in the morning, and Secretary Wu stopped Wei Kaiyun. "Xiao Wei, if you aren't carrying any food, at least fill up your water bottle."
