Wu Xinan put down his wine glass, looked at the table full of people with puzzled expressions, and smiled slightly. Without explaining, he picked up his chopsticks to eat.
Liang Jianfeng knew this old friend too well.
Not saying a word means he's hiding something to tease you. Even when you can't wait any longer, he still won't say a word, continuing to keep you in suspense.
Hey, I'm not falling for it today.
With a casual air, he raised his wine glass and glanced at Song Guanchao, "Xiao Song, go ahead."
Song Guanchao said, "Today, someone from the Provincial Organization Department came to ask me about Uncle Liang."
Hu Xing asked, "The Provincial Organization Department?"
"Yes."
Song Guanchao said, "The province likely has other plans for Uncle Liang; this is the routine inquiry by the organization."
Liang Jianfeng turned his head, "Old Wu, did people from the Organization Department come to ask you too?"
"Yes."
