"Hello..."
Aside from Zhou Wang, no one knew who the call was from. They could only see Secretary Ge pick up the phone and fall silent after uttering just one syllable.
On the other end, it was unclear what had been said, leaving Secretary Ge in a daze.
Who knows how much time passed—in what seemed like a long time after the call had already ended—before Secretary Ge finally let his hand fall, allowing the phone to drop to the floor. His expression had shifted from initial panic to despair.
Thud!
Secretary Ge collapsed on the floor, as if soulless, his eyes devoid of life. No matter how frantically Director Gao called out to him, there was no response at all.
It felt as if he were still breathing, but actually dead.
"Secretary Ge, Secretary Ge..."
Gao Jianhong was at a loss. Wasn't everything just supposed to be a coincidence?
