93: Chapter 93 Is it delicious?

At this moment, Qin Ran felt her worldview had been strongly impacted.

The politeness Secretary Bai showed last time could perhaps be explained as some sort of coincidence or that Shen Wang had a special connection.

But now...

This junior... who exactly is he?

At this time, Shen Wang had already come out of the No. 1 Compound, and Secretary Bai was still personally seeing him off.

As for Sha Ruijin, naturally, he would not personally see Shen Wang out.

In the entire Province, it is estimated that only Chen Yanshi has this qualification!

Seeing Qin Ran, Shen Wang waved his hand.

Secretary Bai followed Shen Wang's gaze, then was slightly stunned; he hadn't expected the person Shen Wang called over to be her.

Afterwards, he gave Shen Wang a meaningful look.

"Director Bai, Junior."

Qin Ran had already walked up to them, greeted them, and tried to make her expression look natural.

"Sorry to trouble Director Qin for coming all this way."

Secretary Bai said politely.

Qin... Director Qin??

Qin Ran was instantly bewildered.

Since when did she become a director?

This title is only used by people in lower-level units when she goes on business trips, to show respect for the Provincial Party Committee.

Qin Ran never expected that one day Secretary Bai would also address her this way!

You know, last time, Secretary Bai only called her Little Qin, but now, it is Director Qin!

Could it be just because... Shen Wang called her over?

Qin Ran's mind was in a mess.

At this moment, Secretary Bai handed Shen Wang an inconspicuous kraft paper bag.

"Mr. Shen, this is from Secretary Sha for you."

Inside the bag was the remaining half-bottle of iron-cap Moutai that had just been drunk.

Sha Ruijin naturally would not drink liquor left over by others.

This half-bottle of rare liquor, rather than letting it sit there, it was better to do a favor and give it to Shen Wang.

It was both a casual gift from an elder and a continuation of the intimate atmosphere of tonight's family dinner.

"Thank you, Secretary Bai, and please thank Uncle Sha for me." Shen Wang took it, understanding the implication.

"I will certainly convey that! You both take care on the road."

Secretary Bai completed his final mission, nodded slightly, and watched them leave.

Qin Ran walked dizzily to the white G-Wagon and opened the car door.

Shen Wang sat in the passenger seat very naturally.

Not until the car slowly drove out of the heavily guarded Provincial Party Committee residential compound did Qin Ran's brain seem to start working again.

She gripped the steering wheel, looking straight ahead, but couldn't help glancing out of the corner of her eye at the calm and composed Shen Wang beside her.

In the passenger seat, Shen Wang looked at the school belle senior, who was usually someone one could admire from afar but not trifle with, now looking so cute with such a contrast, and immediately found it interesting.

"Senior, now... will you still ignore me for the rest of your life?"

"You..."

Hearing this, Qin Ran's cheeks instantly turned even redder.

How was she supposed to answer this question?

Say she will?

That doesn't seem right.

Say she won't?

That... also doesn't seem appropriate.

"Stop with the glib talk! Hurry up and tell me, where should I take you?"

Qin Ran rolled her eyes at Shen Wang; this look was full of charm.

"Of course, home."

Shen Wang pulled up the navigation.

Qin Ran drove steadily according to the navigation.

After a moment of silence, Qin Ran finally couldn't suppress her curiosity, which was about to explode, and tentatively asked:

"Junior... who, who exactly are you? How could Secretary Sha... invite you to his home for dinner? And..."

She glanced at the kraft paper bag.

Shen Wang smiled, feeling there was nothing to hide; after all, the apprenticeship letter was about to be donated, and their relationship could be considered semi-public.

"Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that my Great-Grandfather was the master of Secretary Sha's late uncle who sacrificed himself back in the day. Our families have some history from the older generation."

"I was cleaning up an old house a while ago and happened to find some old items, so I thought I'd come to pay a visit."

"Great-Grandfather... Secretary Sha's uncle... master??"

Qin Ran listened in a daze.

Immediately after, as if she suddenly remembered something, her small mouth opened in astonishment into a cute "O" shape.

"That... is that legend true? So... that's why you appeared at the Provincial Party Committee Compound that day?"

"What legend?"

Now it was Shen Wang's turn to be curious.

While driving, Qin Ran recounted the fragmented rumors she had heard at the Provincial Party Committee over the past few days:

"It's... it's just that some people said a while ago that a young man brought some old items from the revolutionary period, maybe a letter or something, to the Provincial Party Committee, claiming to be a relative of Secretary Sha..."

"It is said that there was even... even the autograph of that old Brigade Commander on it!"

"At the time, everyone thought this rumor was too bizarre, and no one took it seriously..."

As she spoke, her voice grew lower and lower, and her gaze toward Shen Wang was full of disbelief.

She was just a seconded cadre, belonging to the "workhorse" class that just kept its head down and worked; she had always just listened to those high-level rumors, whether true or false.

She didn't dare to delve into them, nor did she dare to discuss them casually.

But until this moment, Qin Ran realized that the rumor which sounded like a fantasy, was actually true!

And the protagonist... was actually this junior beside her!

Even Secretary Sha invited him to his home for dinner!

In an instant, Qin Ran thought a lot.

She was not stupid; on the contrary, she was able to gain a foothold in the Provincial Party Committee Compound, and her mind was extremely sharp.

She immediately realized that Sha Ruijin receiving Shen Wang so solemnly, and even treating him to a family dinner, was probably not just because of a dusty family friendship.

What was more critical was probably the other name on that apprenticeship letter — — Brigade Commander!

And Shen Wang had invisibly become a very important link between Sha Ruijin and the Brigade Commander!

The weight and significance of this were completely different.

She couldn't help turning her head again, looking deeply at Shen Wang.

Come to think of it, this junior was actually quite handsome!

Why hadn't she noticed it back in school?

Could it be that there were too many people chasing her back then?

Qin Ran had a thoughtful expression on her face; no one knew what she was actually thinking.

Along the way, the two didn't say anything else.

Soon, the car arrived downstairs at the residential complex where Shen Wang rented.

After parking, neither of them moved.

The car went quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.

In fact, both of them knew clearly that it was the middle of the night, Shen Wang called her over with one phone call, picked him up from such a place, and now they were downstairs at his home...

Everyone was an adult; what it meant was self-evident.

Shen Wang was actually a bit conflicted at this moment.

Looking at Qin Ran beside him, who looked even more gentle and beautiful in the dim light, it would be a lie to say he didn't have any thoughts.

But he also knew that she worked at the Provincial Party Committee, would never have to worry about food or drink in her life, and had a bright future.

It was impossible for anything to happen just because he now seemed to "have some background."

If he were rash and presumptuous, it might backfire.

Should he... just forget it?

Shen Wang was hesitating and preparing to thank her and get out of the car, but Qin Ran suddenly spoke.

"That... what was in the bag Secretary Bai gave you earlier?"

Shen Wang was stunned and replied: "Oh, it's the half-bottle of Moutai left over from drinking with Secretary Sha earlier. He asked me to bring it back."

"Moutai, huh..."

Qin Ran repeated softly, her fingers unconsciously stroking the steering wheel, as if she was making a very important decision.

She bit her full lower lip; this slightly nervous little gesture looked exceptionally moving on her.

Then, she raised her eyes, which seemed to be covered with a layer of water, and asked softly:

"Is it good?"