C815 He Was Pretending to be the Second Generation

After hanging up the phone, Liu Weidong sat in his office smoking a cigarette. From Mayor Wang's earnest words, Liu Weidong knew the seriousness of the matter.

To be honest, Liu Weidong was unwilling to let Zhang Muye go like this. This was a fat piece of meat that was about to bloom, but something like this happened?

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