Chapter 195: City, city, city, mayor...? [Update 1]

Gao Jiali let out a long "oh" and smiled faintly: "So, it was me who delayed them from reconciling their past grievances?"

Chen Hao became serious: "Director, this whole thing is really not my mother's fault. She raised us three children, it was not easy, and she was only thinking about Xiangxiang. You have never been to my sister's in-laws' house. How can a family without even a light bulb give a daughter-in-law a good life?"

After hearing this, Mr. Wu sneered: "Director Gao, you are still the same as before, doing good things but doing bad things."

Gao Jiali suddenly straightened her back and stood up, picked up the desk phone on the desk, then pulled the phone cord and placed it on the coffee table in front of them, and put the receiver to her ear.

While dialing the number, he said, "But in the end, whether to release or not, I am just a small director, and my opinion does not count. Why not let the leaders above decide?"

The leaders above...?

Mr. Wu suddenly thought of something and slapped his thigh: "Looking for the county governor, right? Go ahead and beat him up, the county governor and I have been friends for decades."

Gao Jiali smiled, dialed the number, and waited for her connecting flight.

After a busy tone, the call was connected, and soft breathing could be heard through the sound of the current.

Gao Jiali's smile deepened, and she spoke, "It's still about Dai Jinhua last night. Now Mr. Wu, the owner of the clothing factory in Lianhua Town, and Chen Hao came to me personally and told me that if I don't release Dai Jinhua, they will let me handle the employment problem of women in the future. What do you think we should do? Should I release her or not?"

She listened to the reply on the phone in silence.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Gao Jiali raised her eyebrows and looked down at the three men on the sofa for a few seconds, then nodded and said "hmm".

After a moment, he handed the microphone to Mr. Wu: "Looking for you."

Mr. Wu raised his chin, took the phone, and said arrogantly: "Is it the county governor? It's been a long time since I last talked to him. Director Gao, don't worry, the county governor is definitely a man of justice..."

"Right, brother." He said this to the mayor who was talking on the phone.

As a result, after he finished speaking, a cold female voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "Whoever you ask him to release, he will release, right?"

Mr. Wu was stunned, and the arrogant smile on his face froze: "Who are you?"

The other party sneered coldly: "Mr. Wu is a very busy man, can't you even recognize my voice?"

Mr. Wu swallowed his saliva, his crossed legs softened, and he fell off the sofa with a plop. He knelt on the ground, holding the microphone and stammering, "Mayor...?"

The other party snorted slowly: "It seems that Mr. Wu is not as forgetful as a noble man."

Mr. Wu knelt on the ground in fear: "Mayor, you are joking. I will never forget your support and cultivation of the Lotus Garment Factory even if I forget anyone else..."

"Really? I thought you didn't want to be the boss of the clothing factory anymore and wanted to be Director Gao's subordinate. It's okay. I understand the big picture."

When the man heard the woman say this, he wanted to kneel down on the ground and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, Mayor, I stretched my hand too far."

"That's good to know!"

After the woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

In an instant, Mr. Wu sat paralyzed on the ground, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Seeing this, Gao Jiali stroked her neat short hair, squatted down and leaned on the tea table, and smiled contemptuously: "Boss Wu, are you satisfied with the leader I found?"