"Of course, it is!"
Talking about this trip, Zhou Zhongwei was quite helpless, "I thought this mission would be over in half a month at most when I came, but after arriving, I realized that not to mention half a month, it might not even be done in three months."
Qin Jiu was still quite empathetic. He smiled and comforted, "Uncle, think positively, just treat it as a government-funded vacation."
Yi Chichi and Wen's mother exchanged a smile without saying a word.
Zhou Zhongwei was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
"You've got a quick mind; when Uncle returns to Beijing, I'll treat you to some braised offal and soy bean milk."
Qin Jiu's heart skipped a beat. Oh dear, braised offal and soy bean milk, all foods he didn't like.
But good intentions must be accepted.
So, he smiled and thanked him, then took the initiative to change the topic.
