The words of Liang Yuan surprised Nie Zhenbang somewhat, and even moved him. In the presence of Comrade Qiao Yiren, his own status was still very important. This was something that Nie Zhenbang had not expected beforehand, being a leader. The helmsman of the whole country had dispatched his confidential secretary to personally greet him at the airport because of a phone call he made, and moreover, to meet with him at this time.
He nodded slightly, and Nie Zhenbang fell silent for a long while before speaking softly, "Brother Liang, thank you."
Everything lay within those words, and naturally, Liang Yuan could feel the sincerity in Nie Zhenbang's speech. As the leader's confidential secretary, the importance of Liang Yuan was reflected precisely in such matters, just like tonight. Although Nie Zhenbang made the call at around eight in the evening, if Liang Yuan had been reluctant, he could have used any reason to decline and then reported to the leader the next morning.
