Ji Chuan changed into a new set of clothes and walked out of the hospital, just preparing to take a taxi to Chief Qiu's house, when unexpectedly, a military vehicle stopped right in front of him.
"Are you Director Ji? I'm Chief Qiu's guard. He asked me to pick you up!"
"Thank you very much." Ji Chuan opened the car door and got in.
He hadn't expected to receive such high treatment.
Chief Qiu's house was a small, two-story white building, with a small yard in front filled with blooming roses, which emitted a fragrant aroma in the evening.
Led by the guard, Ji Chuan entered the house, immediately captivated by a rich, meaty aroma.
"Braised pork!" Ji Chuan exclaimed without thinking.
Chief Qiu came out of the kitchen, carrying a platter of braised pork, placing it on the dining table. "Ji Chuan! Come, taste my cooking. I personally cooked because I knew you were coming tonight."
