Old Tang finally decided to think about it, and Chen Xu knew that changing jobs was definitely a matter that required careful consideration. He told him he could take his time to think about it, as the invitation was always valid.
It happened to be dinnertime, so the two of them went to the restaurant next door to eat before heading home.
Chen Xu was driving home, and it was the evening rush hour. The road was particularly busy, with stop-and-go traffic testing his patience. He couldn't help but think that taking the subway might have been better; he might have been home by now.
Usually, he wouldn't be bothered by this, as his home was close by and the traffic wouldn't be congested for too long.
After crawling along for forty minutes and turning onto another road, traffic finally thinned out and he was able to pick up speed. Unconsciously, he found himself near his former rental.
He had lived there for two years and was more familiar with the roads in this area.
