District Chief Liu couldn't help but feel curious, and turned his head to look at Director Zhang beside him, "Director Zhang, are Secretary Wen and Yan always relatives?" ”

Director Zhang sneered in his heart, the secretary and the boss ...... Relatives?

He asked a tactful question.

"Closer than a relative."

After replying to District Chief Liu, Director Zhang turned around and walked back with his secretary.

He deliberately said ambiguously, so that District Chief Liu could think nonsense.

"Ah......?" District Chief Liu opened his mouth and was stunned.

Dear than a relative? Isn't that ......

His mind widened, his eyes lit up, and he caught up with Director Zhang with a smile.

……

The coconut grove is so big that entering it is like entering a labyrinth, the distance between the trees is about two meters, and each tree is full of coconut fruits, which are not ripe and are still green.

Wen lifelike walked all the way and took pictures all the way.

They walked in a straight line for about half an hour before they got out of the coconut grove and reached the other side of the coconut grove.

More than ten meters away from the sandy shore, there are several wooden houses on the shore, and the doors are drying nets and fishing tools.

"If the government here can spend some effort on transportation here, it won't be able to get back to its original needs."

Wen Xuxu looked at the magnificent sea and sighed.

Such a beautiful place was buried.

Her footsteps walked towards the cabins.

Yan Rusheng stood in place, his hands in his sweatpants pockets, looking at Wen Xuxu's slender back, his brows frowned, and his dark eyes became deeper and deeper.

Wen Xuxu took pictures of the cabins with his camera.

"Wen Xuxu, did I let you take pictures of these useless things?"

Yan Rusheng walked from behind her, still looking at her horizontally and vertically.

Wen Xuxu ignored him and continued to hold up the camera to take what she wanted to shoot.

She approached one of the cabins, intrigued by a small, old-looking wooden boat at the door.

With the camera lens down, she took two pictures of the wooden boat.

The mobile phone in the bag rang suddenly, she put down the camera and took out her mobile phone, and the caller ID was Jiang Zhuoheng.

She picked up the phone and put it to her ear, "Hey, Ah Heng." ”

Hearing this title, Yan Rusheng immediately shifted his gaze from the coconut grove to Wen Xuxu's body, and his brows furrowed tightly.

A look of vigilance, with a look of chagrin in his eyes.

"Well, I'll be home tonight."

"Don't pick me up, I'm with Yan Rusheng."

"Uh...... All right. ”

I don't know what Jiang Zhuoheng said, Wen Xuxu reluctantly compromised.

Yan Rusheng pricked up his ears, but he still didn't hear it.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xuxu lowered his head and looked deeply at the small wooden boat, pursing the corners of his lips tightly, as if he had some special feelings for the wooden boat.