Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

After all, if Wen Tao knew that he was ordered by Mayor Sun to monitor him... the consequences would be unimaginable!

By then, let alone continuing to play the double-dealer and profit from it, I'm afraid both sides will hate me to the core and will never let me go easily!

"Hurry up and speak!" Seeing that Sun Menglong was silent, Wen Tao shouted again.

Wen Tao's eyes were wide open and he suddenly shouted loudly. His voice was as loud as a bell, deafening. Sun Menglong was frightened so much that he trembled all over and took several steps back involuntarily.

His face was pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his expression was full of fear and anxiety, like a frightened rabbit.

"Hmph! If you don't tell the truth, get out of here right now! I don't need a secretary like you who is sneaky and cunning!" Wen Tao roared sternly.

Even if he was dumb, he could already guess what was going on. Why would he send a staff member from the city government office to act as his secretary?

I'm afraid even Sun Yiguo himself had not expected that he and Sun Menglong had known each other for a long time.

Sun Menglong raised his head tremblingly, looked at Wen Tao, whose face was filled with anger, and said tremblingly, "Secretary... Secretary... I said... Mayor Sun asked Director Ye to arrange for me to work with you..."

Then, he didn't dare to hide anything anymore and recounted the whole story in detail, and secretly made up his mind to stand firmly on Wentao's side.

Because he knew very well that if he could not tell the truth today, not only would his position as secretary be in jeopardy, but even if he was lucky enough to return to the city government office in the future, he would certainly not have a good ending.

After he finished speaking, Sun Menglong looked at Wentao with a flattering expression and pleaded, "Secretary, please be magnanimous and give me a chance to reform! I promise to serve you wholeheartedly in the future and never make the same mistake again!"

As he spoke, he bowed deeply, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

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As night fell and the lights came on, people who had been busy all day began to head home. Wentao also finished his day's work and slowly walked out of the office building.

Not far away, a brand new black Audi A6 was parked quietly. It was the car specially provided for him by the Municipal Party Committee Office.

Sun Menglong had been waiting for a long time. Because Sun Chenghu had not yet been transferred here, Sun Menglong was temporarily serving as the driver.

However, since housing for the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee had not yet been arranged, Wentao had no choice but to stay at the Bengang Hotel that night. Despite this, he did not feel dissatisfied at all, but instead found this temporary residence quite enjoyable.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window onto the desk. Wentao sat leisurely in a comfortable chair, a "Dabaijiang" cigarette in his mouth, looking particularly comfortable as he puffed out clouds of smoke.

Just now, he went to the Municipal Party Committee Office to inquire about the recent work arrangements. He was received by Li Mingke, the deputy director of the office. Li Mingke smiled and said that there were no specific work tasks assigned to Wentao during this period.

Hearing this news, Wentao was secretly happy and thought: This is a good opportunity for me to relax. Let Gao Hanlin and Sun Yiguo make whatever trouble they want. After all, after a while, there will always be a time for me to show my talents.

Just as Wentao was immersed in this rare leisure time, the clock hand unknowingly pointed to a little after ten o'clock in the morning.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence.

Wen Tao stubbed out his cigarette, cleared his throat, and said, "Come in!" The door gently opened, and in walked Sun Peilong, the director of the Municipal Safety Supervision Bureau. The fifty-year-old director, his hair already graying, showed none of the rugged, uninhibited airs of a Northeastern man. He was short, just over 1.6 meters tall.