Seeing the back seat's partition fall, Secretary Han tactfully shut up.
Li Yanchen took out a small mirror and looked at his face. Back in Lan village, Lin Wan would always go to bed on time every day after the livestream ended. She said that if she slept well at night, she wouldn't get any wrinkles. It was already eight at night and he still hadn't eaten his dinner. When he returned to the hotel, he still had to sort out the contracts for the day, which meant another late night.
Li Yanchen took a closer look in the mirror and sure enough, he saw a thin line at the corner of his mouth. Although age didn't matter so much to him, wrinkles were another matter entirely.
"I don't want to eat. Let's head straight to the hotel."