After the dinner party, Xue Rui and Lin Ruoxi were driven to Shencheng West Station by Factory Director He.
After they got out of the car, Factory Director He handed Xue Rui a large tote bag. "My wife made these beef meatballs. You can't buy any this authentic outside."
"Please thank your wife for me." Xue Rui reached out and took the heavy bag. Inside was a styrofoam cooler.
Factory Director He glanced at the station's awnings, which reminded him of when he first came to Shencheng. He had also taken one of the old green-skinned trains back then, but for him, it was because he was poor. It was obvious Xue Rui's reasons were different.
He smiled and said, "President Xue, you're so frugal, taking the train back."
Xue Rui looked up. The dilapidated train station was certainly nothing to write home about. 'Why are there temporary shelters everywhere?'
