C1313 Secretary Song Ye

On the road outside Qingshan Village, a row of Mercedes-Benz drove over.

In the leading coach, a young man in a suit was in his early thirties. He had an arrogant bearing. A few of his followers looked at the young man in a suit with doubt on their faces. Their words were full of flattery:

"Secretary Song Ye, where are we going? In the countryside?"

"Yeah, we are already out of the city