C58 To the End

"Him, what about him? Did he become an official for a few days, and his eyes turn to the sky when he looks at people? He is your father's junior brother. Hurry up and give your uncle a cup of tea." Zhang Mingyuan seemed to be even more dissatisfied this time, and his voice became much louder.

"Senior brother, let's go our separate ways. Secretary Zhang can just call me Xiao Lang