By this time, Hu Shengli's tone had already become somewhat impatient.
"Elder Ma, what's the matter with you? We're old acquaintances, are you playing dumb with me on purpose?"
"She says her name is Jiang Man. If you don't admit she's one of your people, don't blame me for detaining her without mercy."
"Jiang Man?"
At the other end of the phone, Ma Zhiming's head buzzed once again upon hearing this name.
As the township head, he had also participated in the welcome event for a deeply-connected female vice-chairperson sent by the county last time, and had the fortune to shake hands with her. Although that woman was just a vice-chairperson, everyone treated her with utmost respect. Later, he finally learned that her father was a big shot in the city.
For him, a small town leader, such a family was like a towering tree.
