"I naturally have my own methods."
"He better not act rashly, or else I'll make him lift a rock only to drop it on his own foot."
Zhou Qing chuckled coldly twice, his plans already well-formed.
If he didn't have any countermeasures, wouldn't he be led by the nose?
"Fine, if you need anything, just contact me anytime."
Yang Hongyan sat on Zhou Qing's lap, gently kissing his neck.
Soon, the two were back in bed...
The year-end was fast approaching.
On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, he made sure to prepare gifts and headed straight for the city center.
After delivering gifts to the officials in the county agencies and the government.
Zhou Qing finally arrived at the office of Jiuyang City's Party Secretary, Song Yong.
As Zhou Qing entered the office, Song Yong smiled and said, "Xiao Qing, with the New Year almost upon us, how do you still have time to come to the city?"
"Are you planning to spend the New Year in the provincial capital?"
