"Report! A call from the Central Committee!"
The mayor had just finished a meeting with his subordinates and heard this news as soon as he returned to his office.
"What? Who's calling?"
The mayor was completely stunned.
At his level, he wasn't even supposed to be directly contacted by the Central Committee.
He quickly jogged over to answer the phone, and three minutes later, he was sweating bullets.
His secretary was still in a daze, completely oblivious to what was said on the call or why the usually composed mayor had become like this.
Then, the next moment, a red-headed document telegram was sent over.
After he saw the content on it clearly, he also began to feel unsteady on his feet.
The two exchanged glances, and the shock in their eyes was very evident.
A storm was brewing!
When Zhao Yimeng just got off the plane, the telegram he had requested was sent from Beiping.
He didn't even glance at it and directly had the secretary read it aloud in public.
