To be honest, Feng Jun really did suspect Michael Ray at one point. The guy was simply too clingy.
But he really didn't want to believe that the man could be such a person—you have Chinese blood, and your wife is also Chinese.
That's why it took him quite a while before he finally said, "This guy... it seems I can't quite make a move against him."
"Exactly," Elder Yu smiled wryly, a rare expression of helplessness from someone of his stature, underscoring just how tricky the problem was.
Michael Ray was a returned overseas Chinese, someone Zhengyang City had fought long and hard with the capital to recruit and settle there.
You should know, competing for talent with the capital not only came at a heavy cost but also required stepping on quite a few toes!
Are the officials in the capital the kind of people you can afford to offend casually?
