Song Guanchao arrived at the Municipal Bureau, leaned back in the chair, saw the grave look on her face, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wu Qiangwei said, "Mayor Sun just came to see me."
Song Guanchao wasn't surprised at all. Smiling, he asked, "Did he come to clarify the matter with Wei Zhou?"
"Mm." Wu Qiangwei nodded and asked, "What do you think?"
Song Guanchao stroked the stubble that had just grown out. "I've actually always suspected it was Sun Jiajun, but his reaction doesn't really fit."
"It's not him." Wu Qiangwei's thinking was the same as his.
"Two possibilities." Song Guanchao said, "Either someone is targeting you and using Wei Zhou to sow discord between you and Sun Jiajun. Or it's someone inside Jiangzhou Precision setting him up."
"I think the former is more likely. After all, the setup is way too childish; it can't really affect Wei Zhou."
