After a few days of calming down, Zhao Gang's mood improved a lot.
Especially after knowing that after they left, Zhao Jiangnan actually quarreled with Xie Ya, he was all kinds of happy.
"Do you think Zhao Rui's man is really going to be severely sentenced?" Serves him right.
"Wasn't it said that the son of Zhao Jiangnan's old comrade-in-arms is handling this? They're really giving him no face at all?" Zhao Gang was very surprised.
His own father had always been adept at dealing with people, harvesting all sorts of promotions under the premise of not lacking merits, maintaining good relationships with many people.
Now faced with such a big event, would Zhao Jiangnan, this pretentious person, not step in?
"He can't still be staying in Beijing, right?" The way things blew up that day was no small matter. How could he still have the face to stay there?
Zhao Gang really couldn't imagine that a person who always cared about face would insist on staying in Beijing.
