Zhou Zhengming wore a sincere expression, as if everything he was doing was for Zhao Lichun's own good.
Naturally, Zhao Lichun did not believe a single word of it. Yet disbelief was useless; unless you admitted to taking dirty money yourself, you had no choice but to accept this "favor."
After all, the secretary in question was the proxy you sent out to speak for you. Now that your proxy had blown things wide open, could you really wash your hands of it? Old Zhou was proactively stepping in to help you cut ties and avoid suspicion, and not only were you not thanking him, you were cursing him out—were you even human?
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