Zhang Guoqing watched her hang up the phone, let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but laugh, "Are you sure he understood everything you just said?"
"I've already laid out all the possible scenarios for him face-to-face before," Zhou Jiao smiled confidently, "He'll be fine."
"Truly a golden baby," Zhang Guoqing teased, "Whenever you have a birthday, the local government over there has to send you congratulations."
"Flatter me all you want, today I'm taking it all," Zhou Jiao hooked her arm around his and glanced at him, "I can support you from now on."
"Thank you, madam," Zhang Guoqing joked and then sighed, "Dealing with inflation here has led to some really... poor moves."
"The local leaders probably didn't expect such consequences, either."
Although she wasn't abroad now, just hearing the news on the other end of the phone, she could imagine the massive strike of over 14 million people spreading throughout the country's industries.
