Yu Xiaowei was well versed in the ways of officialdom. Zhao Yang knew what he meant, but still said, "Yu, I get your point, you just want me to cozy up to her and build a relationship, right? She's not easy to get along with, and I'm not about to throw myself at someone who's not interested."
No sooner had he spoken than Zhao Yang realized he was boasting; even if he did press his eager face against Xia Bing's cold backside, she'd probably kill him.
Thinking this way, Zhao Yang started to reminisce about that night he spent with Xia Bing...
Yu Xiaowei, naturally, had no idea what Zhao Yang was thinking and sighed helplessly, "Well, alright then. But let me tell you, take the chance to chat with her more when you can. If you get on her good side, who knows when she might be able to help us out. Some big issues for us might be trivial to her, easily solved with just a few words."
"Got it, big brother Yu," Zhao Yang said with a smile.
