Although Feng Huzhou just turned sixty this year, his mental state is remarkable, and he hardly looks like a man past his sixties.
If one didn't know his actual age, many would think he was only forty-seven or forty-eight.
Thanks to his perpetually smiling demeanor and profound shrewdness, he earned the nickname "Smiling Buddha."
"Secretary Feng, I've finally met you!"
Wu Liang was so emotional upon meeting Feng Huzhou that he nearly burst into tears.
This expression of finding salvation in the face of imminent disaster was far too genuine to be faked.
"Mayor Wu, what brings you to me?"
Feng Huzhou, though his face remained full of smiles, was filled with confusion inside.
He barely knew the man, so what was this all about?
Motioning for Wu Liang to sit, Feng Huzhou poured him a glass of water.
Wu Liang wasted no time, gulping down the glass in one go before hurriedly speaking.
