Upon hearing Huang Shangzong's words, Dai Yukang on the other end of the phone fell silent for two seconds before he chuckled and said, "Yes, Speaker. A 99% probability."
Huang Shangzong concisely replied with a "good," then hung up the phone.
After hanging up, Huang Shangzong stretched out his fan-sized hand, gestured towards Secretary Han, and displayed an "I told you so" expression.
Huang Shangzong's analysis might not be trusted by Secretary Han, but Dai Yukang's intelligence certainly was.
After all... that was the Old Fox who had deep roots in Dongye 16 Cities for decades, having established nurous systems in the Security Departnt and intelligence networks.
Both his intelligence capabilities and political thods were genuinely strong.
Moreover, the one inquiring was Huang Shangzong, whom he still needed favors from, so he couldn't possibly lie.
Thus, he must have obtained a lot of relevant intelligence and clues, analyzed them, and only then did he dare to assertively inform Huang Shangzong with such certainty.
Thinking so, Secretary Han was thoroughly shocked by Qiu Tu.
Clearly, Qiu Tu was about the sa age as him. At the last eting, he had glimpsed Qiu Tu from afar and thought nothing special of him.
Apart from being more handso, more capable, faster in rising strength, having a better background, and surrounded by more won... more, more, more, and more... he wasn't much different from himself...
He might even think, out of jealousy, that a lot of Qiu Tu's success today was due to sheer luck.
But now... in just a single day, Qiu Tu showed him the vast difference between them!
Secretary Han, himself considered a prodigy for becoming Huang Shangzong's secretary at such a young age,
Even...
With this thought, Secretary Han sneakily glanced at Huang Shangzong.
A disrespectful thought popped up in his mind: Huang Shangzong was indeed a genius, but compared to Qiu Tu, it seed like he was overshadowed.
And the difference was like that between the bright moon and the faint glow of fireflies...
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When he kissed Larilo just now, Qiu Tu discovered that the Evil God... seed a bit different from ordinary humans.
Were their lips and bodies softer? More pliable? Warr?
Thus, even such a simple trick gave Qiu Tu a feeling of ultimate pleasure.
'Is this the taste of an Evil God?'
'Really nice!'
Perhaps sensing that Qiu Tu was awake, Larilo also began to exert more effort.
Consequently, Qiu Tu quickly surrendered, foaming at the mouth.
After finishing the first encounter, Qiu Tu wanted to have a proper chat with Larilo, asking why she returned.
But before he could speak, the next second, Larilo directly switched techniques: using her fair bosom to comfort Qiu Tu's "brother."
Qiu Tu was montarily dazed, instinctively feeling sothing was off.
But... Larilo didn't give him a chance to explain or resist, imdiately forcing growth, awakening Qiu Tu's "brother."
Honestly, n are really like big-headed sons, small-headed dads.
So Qiu Tu really wanted to have so dignity. But... so things don't work just with dignity.
Thus... in the end, Qiu Tu was lying on his back on the bed, and then comforting himself internally, 'Let it be, let it be, these are just thods to please oneself.'
'Even if she went a bit overboard, it's all good as long as she puts in the effort for .'
And just like that, a nonsensical night ensued.
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While he was thinking this, Fang Tangtang shyly covered her face, then unbuckled her waist belt.
In the next second, the bathrobe slid off, revealing a body as flawless as white jade in front of Qiu Tu.
Qiu Tu:.....
Qiu Tu admitted, at that mont, his heartbeat seed to accelerate for an instant.
But after all, he was a decent person. Plus, he still had to read that philosophy book tonight!
So, he looked down at the "Existence" in his hands, one look, two looks... and then kept reading!
'To hell with "Existence," the aning of 'Existence' is in Cao currency!'
Thinking such an extrely vulgar, philosophically insulting thought, Qiu Tu jumped off the bed, and amidst Fang Tangtang's shriek, scooped her up and then pressed her onto the bed....
Blue Moon blushed, pulling dark clouds to veil its face.
That night, Qiu Tu and Fang Tangtang passionately battled till midnight.
Fang Tangtang really seed to imrse herself in the role of girlfriend, despite several tis furrowing her eyebrows as yesterday's "wounds" clearly hadn't fully healed, but she still earnestly swayed her body, matching Qiu Tu's rhythm...
And Qiu Tu once again experienced how soft and comfortable the Facial Cleanser from an average person could be...
'Facial Cleanser really is best used on oneself!'
With that thought, Qiu Tu also imparted his knowledge to Fang Tangtang, enlightening her...
After all, as the Deputy Head of the Political Departnt, he indeed had a quota for eliminating people.
She didn't quite understand that feeling.
It just felt extrely comfortable...
But at that mont, Qiu Tu didn't give her much ti to think.
He pressed Tang Feifei to the ground, yanked off the towel from her body, and pounced!
This ti, Tang Feifei experienced a sensation she and Liu Fuping had never felt before...
That radically different pleasure made her think about using her shoulder to resist Qiu Tu's Yue Chi's Mouth, trying to call a halt.
But Qiu Tu held her from the front, one hand pressing on her shoulder, making her like a fish out of water, unable to turn over.
That domineering attitude made Tang Feifei virtually unable to resist.
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