"Haven't I made it clear to you just now?"
Zhang Zhiming looked at Fang Qiu and said, "The secretary-general is rather stubborn. He will never be talked into liking the savory flavor."
"What I prepared is sweet."
Fang Qiu grinned and said, "Besides, I haven't bribed him with money or gifts. I'm just doing him a favor. That's called helping each other!"
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At these words, Zhang Zhiming was speechless.
However, when he gave it a thought, he found that what Fang Qiu said was right.
This was not like to secure advantages through influence. At most, it was just an act of helping each other.
"He has diabetes."
After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhiming said, "And he is at the third stage."
"Yes, that's it!"
Fang Qiu immediately nodded and made up his mind.
"Hum?"
Zhang Zhiming looked
