When he received a call from Song Guanchao that afternoon, Chen Zixiang had actually guessed a bit.
Now, hearing him speak like this, he was quite certain that the other party wanted to pull him into their camp.
But Chen Zixiang wasn't excited, nor was he pleasantly surprised; he remained very calm.
Song Guanchao was taken aback; Chen Zixiang's response was not quite what he had anticipated.
A county education bureau chief—if doing well—actually has many ways to make money.
But since Mr. Xu Xin recommended him, this person must not be short-sighted and likely harbors great ambitions.
Having ambitions, why would he react in such a way when faced with the olive branch he extended?
"What is the truth, and what is the lie?"
"The truth is, I'm interested. The lie is, I'm not interested."
Song Guanchao furrowed his brows; what kind of nonsense was this?
Chen Zixiang took a swig of alcohol and asked, "Does Secretary Song know about An County?"
