"Mayor Nie, I'm afraid that Tian Xujian is up to no good this time." Looking at Tian Xujian's special car being led away by the guide from the Liangxi City Public Security Bureau, Zhao Xintian also walked over to Nie Zhenbang and spoke softly.
Nie Zhenbang's face also didn't look good, and he was a bit puzzled in his heart. He and Tian Xujian had never crossed paths before and in his memory, he had never offended him. This blatant disrespect today was, to be precise, an insult in public. What did this mean?
Thinking about it, Nie Zhenbang seemed to have realized a possibility. Looking at Lei Dingguo not far away, he quietly said to Zhao Xintian: "Xintian, you've seen it too, haha, in the words of Taizu, 'when it rains, it pours'. We can't control how he acts, but how I react isn't something he can dictate either."
With that, Nie Zhenbang walked towards his car, leaving Zhao Xintian pondering thoughtfully in place.
