C244 Envious Heart

Then I went back to my office and smoked a cigarette, ready to draft an ideological and political education plan from a few years ago. Security was a special group, and like soldiers, it required training in that area.

When the phone rang, I answered with a frown. Zhang Yabing's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Where's Zhao?"

I said, "It's in the office