Liu Zhizhong looked bewildered, absolutely impossible to reveal the truth to the smiling tiger.
"Ah? Mr. Zheng, what do you mean by that?"
This expression, such great acting, not a trace of falseness.
Zheng Xitong smiled, glanced at his wife, and pointed at Liu Zhizhong, "You, fella, are you even speaking fake words in front of your godfather?"
"No, godfather, what lies did I say?"
Continuing the performance, staying true, Liu Zhizhong's acting was flawless.
In officialdom, it's not about performance, it's about acting skills. Actually, it makes sense.
Zheng Xitong nodded, couldn't see any flaws, and said: "The anti-corruption affair in Shanan, those videos, weren't they produced by you?"
"Oh, Mr. Zheng, speaking of this, I was completely unaware! Talking about this matter, my heart is still fearful now, feeling lucky!"
"Oh? What happened?" Zheng Xitong seemed quite interested.
And Mrs. Zheng, of course, was also watching her godson with concern.
