Zhang Hongyang was dumbfounded and speechless.
"No... Dad... you..."
Old Man Zhang's eyes bulged as he gently put down his chopsticks, "What's wrong with me? Is there a problem?"
"No, Dad, why are you always boosting others' morale while crushing your own spirit? Liu Zhizhong is a great enemy of the Zhang Family! To deal with him, we even set up a Feng Shui Bureau..."
"Don't talk about that anymore; it's all in the past. People need to look forward. Especially in the officialdom, without a forgiving heart, there's no future. Is there really nothing about Liu Zhizhong that you can learn from? Oh, so only you can be the secretary, and he the County Mayor? Why should you, Zhang Hongyang, always be one step ahead? Son, being a person and an official, you can't be too arrogant and complacent, you must be resilient!"
Old Secretary Zhang spoke earnestly, leaving Zhang Hongyang looking bewildered.
