ng on the podium. One was naturally Secretary Song Guoming of the Party Committee, and the other was someone Xiao Zheng wasn't familiar with. He had a Mediterranean hairstyle, a round face, and under...In the slight tremor of the car, Liang Jingjing looked at the pushpin for a while, feeling a bit hesitant to stab it in. 。Actually, since she started working in the Municipal Party Committee Office Secretariat, Xiao Zheng has been quite good to her. He treats her as an equal, just like tonight, allowing her to pour him wine, which shows his trust in her. 。Equality and trust, those were things she had never received from Yan Wu, or Cui Tingjian, or Sun Liangji, and the others.

Yet today, she was going to treat him this way, not only drugging him but also sending him to the gates of hell. 。hen Hong said, "See you tomorrow!"After finishing the call with Sima Yue, Chen Hong came down from the tea room, put two thousand yuan on the counter, and walked out the door amidst the shopkeeper's v...