Li Zhuang spoke with such emotion, and with tears that even fell, that Song Guanchao couldn't help but admire him a bit.
"Secretary Song, you mustn't tell my cousin about this."
Li Zhuang said, "My cousin is a girl who values relationships deeply. If she knew about it, she would definitely want to come back and thank me, and that would unavoidably delay her work."
"Relocating a grave only costs tens of thousands of yuan, and although it requires saving up a few months' salary, as a younger family member, it's what I ought to do."
"Secretary Song, you also know that my cousin is the director of the City Committee Office, and even the leaders in the county aren't clear about our relationship. I don't want too many people to know, lest it leads to preferential treatment at work, which would put pressure on me."
After he finished speaking, Song Guanchao, who rarely found himself at a loss for words, simply had to nod awkwardly, "Mm."
