Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Song Shu said with a smile:

"It's not far, and it's not peak season yet."

I'll drive you there.

Her fingers were already touching the car keys as she spoke.

It's as if this suggestion was prepared in advance.

Guo Lin: "No problem, let's go."

"Wait a moment."

After finishing her sentence, Song Shu walked towards the parking lot.

Her pace quickened slightly compared to when she was at the banquet.

The hem of the trench coat fluttered gently behind her.

The parking lot is on the hotel's basement level.

After Song Shu walked away, Lin Feng turned to look at Guo Lin:

"You and Song Shu have a good relationship?"

Guo Lin smiled and said, "Of course, we can truly talk about anything."

Although we don't live together

But they attended the same school from elementary school, middle school, high school, and even university and master's degree.

She counted on her fingers, her tone carrying a tenderness of reminiscence.

Lin Feng: "You two are truly childhood sweethearts."

If you were a guy, then you'd be childhood sweethearts.

"That's not wrong. She's 29 years old this year, and 30 years old by the traditional Chinese age reckoning."

He took the civil service exam after graduating with a master's degree and is now serving as a deputy mayor on temporary assignment.

I went to a foreign-invested group.

Guo Lin leaned on Lin Feng's shoulder, her voice neither loud nor soft.

With a sense of familiarity and pride towards an old friend.

"You have a bright future ahead of you, becoming a deputy director at such a young age."

Looks like they come from a well-connected family.

Lin Feng said casually.

He had no concept of the speed of promotion within the system.

Even if you have no idea what a 29-year-old deputy director-level official means.

"It's just a deputy director-level position in a county-level city, not a prefecture-level city."

In Beijing's ministries and commissions, there are plenty of people Song Shu's age who are at the division chief level.

Many third- and fourth-generation relatives with connections have gone into the financial sector, while those without ability are just coasting along in state-owned enterprises.

There aren't many people left who are willing to work hard to pass the exams and work at the grassroots level.

Guo Lin said, her tone revealing an insight into the ecology of Beijing.

She grew up in this industry and has seen it all.

Most of their peers who were accumulating seniority in ministries were reading documents while holding teacups.

When the time limit is reached for promotion, you can't find one out of ten people who are truly willing to go to the grassroots level and tackle the tough challenges.

Lin Feng: "Being able to become a civil servant in a county is already a remarkable achievement, let alone being a centrally selected graduate."

Speaking of this, Lin Feng inexplicably thought of his ex-girlfriend, whom he broke up with right after getting a government job.

"If we can help secure the sister city status with Las Vegas, it would be a great start for Song Shu."

It's a good start.

Guo Lin glanced at Lin Feng as she said this.

As childhood best friends, Guo Lin and Song Shu have a very close relationship.

Lin Feng: "There are no problems in Las Vegas."

It was just a matter of a phone call.

"But even a county-level city can't establish a sister city relationship?"

"But there are also higher-level departments that can provide support."

Guo Lin responded quickly, clearly having already prepared her answer.

Just then, a horn sounded.

A black Volkswagen Sagitar with a Beijing license plate (京A) slowly drove up from the underground parking garage exit.

Song Shu rolled down the car window and leaned out.

Her hair was a little disheveled from the wind: "Get in the car quickly."

Guo Lin sat directly in the passenger seat.

Lin Feng and Sun Ting sat in the back seat.

The interior of the Sagitar is very simple, with black fabric seats.

There was a phone holder and a box of tissues on the center console.

There was a faint citrus scent in the air.

The car was clean, but it was the kind of cleanliness that comes from someone who has used it for a long time and doesn't have any unnecessary decorations.

As Song Shu drove, she smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, don't you plan to do some sightseeing in Beijing?"

Lin Feng: "Sure, we'll go to Las Vegas when we have the chance, you can go wherever you want."

Song Shu smiled slightly:

"That might be a bit difficult, as I have already handed over my passport to my workplace."

The approval process for going abroad is very complicated.

I'm afraid I can't go.

She said this in a calm tone.

But the fingers on the steering wheel tapped lightly.

For those working within the system, handing over their passports is the norm.

Going abroad requires going through layers of approval; just filling out forms requires visiting several departments.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's not like there's no chance."

"When we establish a sister city relationship, you can go to Las Vegas for an evaluation."

Song Shu: "It's possible, but it needs approval from the organization first."

Her tone remained restrained, but the curve of her lips was slightly wider than before.

The organization approves this matter as long as the reasons are valid.

Although the process is complicated, it is not impossible.

The sister city assessment is a legitimate official matter, a hundred times easier to handle than her private trip abroad.

The car drove through the night, entering the Second Ring Road from the business district where the hotel was located.

As night falls in Beijing, the traffic gradually thins out.

The streetlights cast the shadows of the roadside trees onto the car windows.

The light and darkness alternated.

After driving for about half an hour,

We arrived at a residential compound on the Second Ring Road.

The security guard glanced at it.

They saluted and let them pass.

The neighborhood is very quiet, and the buildings are spaced far apart.

Several gray-white slab buildings are partially visible in the shadows of the plane trees.

I took the elevator to the fifth floor. The elevator was an old-fashioned one.

There is a slight jerkiness during operation.

The door made a dull metallic sound when it opened.

Song Shu took out her key, opened the door, and stepped aside to let the three of them in.

As soon as you open the window, you can see Tiananmen Square not far away.

Guo Lin looked around: "Don't Song Shu and Auntie live here?"

Song Shu laughed and said, "They all moved away a long time ago. I live here alone now."

This used to be the family compound of ministry officials.

She bent down and took out three pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them in front of the three people one by one with nimble movements.

"The company benefits are really good, huh? This place must be over 200 square meters."

"Around 220 square meters."

The house is twenty years old.

Song Shu opened the refrigerator as she spoke.

Take a box of green tea from the refrigerator.

The packaging was simple kraft paper.

She made a cup for each of Guo Lin, Sun Ting, and Lin Feng.

The tea leaves in the glass slowly unfurled in the hot water, each tender green leaf rising and falling.

Guo Lin sniffed it: "Your Lion Peak Longjing tea smells quite good."

"If you like, I can take them all with you later. I don't usually drink tea."

I can't sleep at night after drinking it.

They were all taken from my dad.

Song Shu smiled and pushed the tea box toward Guo Lin.

Guo Lin waved her hand: "No, you should keep it."

Brother Feng has a lot of tea leaves too.

Moreover, Brother Feng's tea is even better and more fragrant than yours.

She spoke casually, but Song Shu sensed the weight in her voice.

She knew Guo Lin too well, from childhood to adulthood.

Guo Lin never speaks carelessly. She said okay.

That would be wonderful;

If she says it's better than this, then it must be much better.

Song Shu was somewhat surprised.

She knew Guo Lin's character well.

He is definitely not the kind of person who speaks carelessly.

But she couldn't think of any tea that could be better than this.

This Lion Peak Longjing tea was something her father got from an old comrade-in-arms.

You can't buy it on the market even if you have the money.

"Oh, really? Then you must try it."

When Song Shu said this, she looked at Lin Feng with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Guo Lin sat down next to Song Shu and chuckled softly:

"What's tea compared to this? There's also a secret-recipe roasted meat that's incredibly fragrant."

You'll never forget it for the rest of your life.

Not only that, but don't you think my skin is much better than yours?

As she spoke, she leaned closer and tapped her cheek with her finger.