"Too busy today, let the Secretary pick you up. Let's eat first."

At the dinner table, Zhao Wushuang looked at Zhao Bin sitting opposite with a tired but smiling face and poured a glass of wine for Zhao Bin.

"You don't drink?"

"There's another meeting in the afternoon. You can't drink."

"Looks like you're really busy, is that the same as you thought?"

"En?"

"Is it the life and path you want?"

"If you don't say that, eat first."

Zhao Wupei grinned bitterly. He was so comfortable in the capital that he could say everything was going so smoothly. He didn't know what a fairy tale the world before him...