C145 The Voice of the People

Xiang Jing reached out his hand and said, "I will pass your words to the Mayor. I believe he won't let you down."

Su Mingyuan stared blankly. He stretched out his hands and held Xiang Jing tightly, and said excitedly, "Thank you! "Thank you!"

Xiang Jing felt that his palm, which should have been covered with ink, was now full of calluses and age, like the bark of a withered tree