"Well, ask." Yang Zhongyong nodded.

"The first question, can I quit now?" Liang Chen asked with a mouthful of smoke.

"Fart!" Yang Zhongyong was furious and slapped the table hard, "You withdraw, Lao Yu and I spent so much effort to help you get to the top, and I'm trying to make a fuck?"

"Haha" Liang Chen smiled faintly, not angry, but just looked up at him, "Actually, I have always wanted to figure out why you and Uncle Yu helped me to take office. What's wrong with you? You even use Secretary Chen's resources. Could it be just to help me get ahead?" At this moment, his eyes became sharp, staring at Yang Zhongyong, as if he wanted to penetrate his heart through his eyes.

"From my perspective, of course, it is for the peace of Province J. From Lao Yu's perspective, it is for the consideration of dealing with Zhao Mantang." Yang Zhongyong was stunned for a moment, then avoided Liang Chen's slightly bright and excessive look and answered nonsense.[

"Is this really the case?" Liang Chen asked with a faint smile.

"Otherwise, what do you think will be?" Yang Zhongyong was stunned, then narrowed his eyes and stared at him with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he swept away.

"Actually, I think it doesn't seem that simple." Liang Chen shook his head and said.

"What do you think is not simple?" Yang Zhongyong asked tightly, as if he was a little nervous.

"Commander Yang, in fact, people don't say secret words. Now, both the people and the officialdom are developing towards interest groups formed by the family. Only by forming such a large-scale profit group can we control more resources, gain greater voice, and even affect the direction of an industry or even a country. Therefore, I do not simply think that Li Zhiguo deals with me, and you asked Chen Bingyue to fight against me just because of helping me to the throne, just because of maintaining the stability and peace of order in a province. Can I think so that I have been pulled into a huge chariot, and now, I am acting as a chariot?" Liang Chen was still staring at Yang Zhongyong, but his tone gradually became solemn, and his smile on his face was closed, and his eyes were sharper.

By the heart, he doesn't like being used as a gun, and even if he is forced to be used as a gun, he must be used to understand.

This time, it was Yang Zhongyong's turn to remain silent. After a long silence was gone, he finally raised his head and smiled. "Xiao Chenzi, it seems that I still underestimated your political wisdom."

"Haha, I don't have any political wisdom, I'm just a little clever. If I were really wise enough, maybe I wouldn't have chosen to get on your chariot at the beginning." Liang Chen laughed in silence, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"On the contrary, you were wrong. Getting into my chariot proved your wisdom." Yang Zhongyong pinched his fingers that were always painful when he was young because he held too many guns and laughed.
Chapter completed!