Liu Zhizhong appeared on the second floor living room with a smile on his face.
"Secretary Li, Minister Luo, Secretary Zhang, are you all here?"
Upon seeing Liu Zhizhong, an innate aversion surged in Zhang Zhengchang, and with a dark expression, he said, "Liu Zhizhong, what are you doing here at this time?"
He had completely forgotten about the time Liu Zhizhong had visited him and brought him nourishing ingredients, and how he had behaved towards Liu Zhizhong!
Liu Zhizhong deliberately glanced at Zhang Zhengchang's face, and the old fellow then realized something. He quickly covered his face and turned away.
Sigh, in front of a younger generation, to have his face slapped so! It's embarrassing enough to disgrace our ancestors! If this guy goes back to Yangzhou and talks, where can I, Zhang Zhengchang, put my face?
Without waiting for Liu Zhizhong to speak, Li Tanglu and Luo Tianlin, whose expressions had been tense, relaxed a bit.
