Zhang Tianbao quickly made things clear to Liu Zhizhong, who was deeply moved by what he heard.
Still, Zhang Tianbao was very cautious, "Make sure you don't say I told you this."
"Understood, I'd die before I tell."
"Zhizhong, take care of your own wings. There are some circles you shouldn't meddle with right now. Some people you absolutely can't afford to offend. Quit while you're ahead, got it?"
"Uh-huh, thanks for your concern, Minister Zhang."
"Why so formal? Let's just leave it at that…"
After ending the call, Liu Zhizhong was like a man injected with chicken blood, stepping on the accelerator, and whooshing up to a speed of 180 km/h.
Even though what Zhang Tianbao said was right, when it came to matters of the heart, the agony of longing, who cared about consequences?
Isn't that how so many crimes of passion happen? The joy of the moment becomes the temptation to break all rules!
Luckily, after a spurt of speeding, Liu Zhizhong became utterly calm again.
