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Indeed, it was just as Wang Xiaoshuai had imagined.
On the other end of the phone, Li Guomao said, "Xiaoshuai, I've already done the ideological work for Liqing and Fengxian, and tonight I'll be sending Fengxian over to Liqing's place."
"Starting from today, I formally entrust Fengxian into your and Liqing's care."
…
Then came a string of bullshit about trusting Wang Xiaoshuai and Xia Liqing, which made Wang Xiaoshuai despise Li Guomao even more.
Damn it, this old turtle didn't seem like someone who worked for the people's welfare at all, but rather a shameless old rogue!
If one didn't know Li Guomao, one might really think he was a good person, dressed in a suit and tie, looking the part, especially upright, with no connection to words like old hooligan or old ruffian.
But Wang Xiaoshuai had already seen through Li Guomao's true colors, so no matter how flowery Li Guomao's words were, to him, he was just an old bastard.
