Chenguang's charity dinner is held annually, and President Lei asks Secretary Zhang every year if President Song will attend, and every year the answer is the same, no attendance.
Even so, Secretary Zhang still needs to ask his boss routinely.
His dark eyes slightly narrowed, "When is the dinner?"
"Next Friday evening."
"We'll see."
Secretary Zhang nodded, "Understood, President."
That meant he wasn't going, he understood.
Speaking of which, Song Jinze just remembered that the woman had asked him about the invitation during the day, and he had spoken to Secretary Zhang about it while dining.
"You called Lei Zhen during the day, have you already told him to contact Ye Zhenzhen?"
Secretary Zhang nodded, "Yes."
His efficiency in handling tasks had always been high; whatever the president assigned, he never delayed and always acted immediately.
Song Jinze's voice was deep, "Secretary Zhang, how do you see my relationship with Ye Zhenzhen?"
Secretary Zhang: ...