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Tang Guosheng's expression wasn't any less awful than hers. He rubbed his temple as he said, "I asked around and heard that it's Mayor Yuan's idea."

Tang Wei tightened her grip around her beaded bracelet and mumbled anxiously, "Wasn't Mayor Yuan transferred here from Beijing? Why is he getting himself involved in this for no reason?" Rao City's mayor was a man of a good family background from Beijing. Wasn't he here just to enhance and improve his status?

He was still going to return to Beijing after two years.

People like this usually wouldn't interfere in such trivial matters.

They didn't care to!

Tang Guosheng pursed his lips. He had been in Rao City for so many years and had his own network. He turned to ask his mother, "Would Old Master Jiang know Mayor Yuan?"

Tang Wei's eyelids twitched as she shifted the beads on her bracelet. She somehow felt that this wasn't the case. Then again, she couldn't think of any other possibility.

"I've met Mayor Yuan a few times, I can look him up and see how it goes. Perhaps he'll give this old woman some face."

came at this

Wei was getting old and her hearing was deteriorating. She usually turned on the speaker

just

the other end, started

Nian from? Didn't you tell me that this was just an ordinary case of students finding trouble? And that she only had the Jiang family

I've received a few calls since this morning, and it's all about the First High School case. Teacher Tang, you'd better think hard about who's behind Qiao Nian. Could we have offended someone we shouldn't have? If this goes on, I'll have

that she would only consider letting this matter go if Qiao Nian apologized to

been less than a half-hour and the tables had

then hung up. A sense of uneasiness filled the

look at her son, still frowning. "Since when

Master Su of the provincial department wasn't easy to get along with. In all her life, she had never seen that man

grow to become so

why don't we let this go? Whatever favor we owe the Zhao

family into the Beijing society and was

flesh. Each time she thought about how humiliated she was at such an age,