It was noon, and in July of the Song Dynasty, he sat quietly in his seat and had dinner. Suddenly the housekeeper came in. He went to Song Zhongchuan and reported, "Master, Master is back. He has gone to the company now."

Song Zhongchuan's head of jaw indicates that he already knows.

My uncle and aunt were distressed. "How come you just got off the plane and went to the company? You always have to come back and have a rest first."

"Yes, it's a long journey abroad." Aunt Jun also said.

Song Xiangwan smiled and said, "Mom, my brother will come back for dinner in the evening. You miss...