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This was a matter of principle!

Looking at his father's serious face and gaze, Guo Zhenghe, who had always been intelligent and eloquent, did not know how to answer. He could only admit his mistake.

There was always something he feared in the world.

What Guo Zhenghe was most afraid of was his father.

He did not tell his father some things related to his governance or personal problems. It was not because he did not want to. He simply didn't dare to.

"This time, you used your public power for private purposes. Will you pay for a murderer next time?" Guo Zhaojun sighed.

"No, I won't make such a mistake again," Guo Zhenghe hurriedly said. He knew his father was very angry.

"From today on, you are not allowed to have any personal contact with that local official. If I hear about it, you will go back to Beijing!"

"Yes," Guo Zhenghe immediately said.