The sunlight elongated their shadows, casting clear outlines on the ground.
"We haven't arrived yet, but they're already waiting for us."
Wang said, subconsciously slowing down the car, turning to look at Zhang Yean in the passenger seat.
"This is quite the high-level reception, I didn't expect Mr. Ma to come greet us in person."
His fingers lightly tapped on the steering wheel, appearing a bit nervous.
In the back seat, Jiang An, still a bit dazed from a hangover the night before, had dozed off on the way back and opened his eyes only to find they had reached the Jiangcheng Toll Station.
Hearing Wan's words, Jiang An rubbed his temples and incredulously sat up.
"It's just three people going out to assist with a case, is it really necessary for Mr. Ma to personally come to greet us?"
"This is the kind of treatment reserved for provincial-level leaders."
Zhang Yean shook her head with a smile, "This is really elevating us too much."
