Mayor Jiang received the phone call and, listening to the report, said, "Then send it over."
"But that's the City Committee."
"What's wrong with the City Committee? If he's not scared, why are you scared?"
These gold bars Song Guanchao must take.
Only then could Jiang Yuan feel relieved.
Song Guanchao understood what Jiang Yuan meant.
He wanted to catch Song Guanchao by his little tail.
But, he couldn't accept it too eagerly.
Accepting too eagerly wouldn't fit the personality he was showing.
Sending it to the City Committee reflected both his caution and his behavior today.
Ordinary people don't understand cigars.
How could Song Guanchao, a soldier who had just retired a few months ago, know so much?
Clearly, his private life was rich and extravagant.
This was what he deliberately showed to Jiang Yuan.
Making Jiang Yuan believe he could be corrupted by money.
On the way back, Song Guanchao lightly sighed.
