The award was announced.
The whole room was suddenly as excited as if it had been injected with adrenaline.
"I really don't know what these people are so excited about," said someone. "They talk about awards, but will such good fortune ever come our way?"
A woman's voice sounded from behind.
Chen Fang turned around.
Behind him stood a young woman with both good looks and poise.
She appeared to be just over thirty.
Her hair was cut in a neat, shoulder-length bob.
She also sported a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose.
She wore a black over-shirt with a distinct design, with a white underlayer in the middle, but what she wore below could not be seen.
The woman noticed Chen Fang turning around.
She smiled faintly.
Bright eyes and white teeth, indeed quite charming.
"Yang Xi, deputy director of the Licheng City Cultural and Tourism Bureau."
The woman extended her hand to Chen Fang proactively.
