The moment the afternoon work hours began, Xu Qianli made his way to the County Government.
This place was his lucky charm, where he once basked in boundless glory.
In the past month, after the passing of the former County Magistrate, he had been ruthlessly trampled underfoot, repeatedly suppressed, realizing how fickle human relationships can be, how much disdain he had received—all these scenes were etched in his memory.
Now, that period had finally come to an end; this place was still his turf, and he would not let anyone oppress him again!
"Hey, isn't that Xu Qianli? What brings you here?"
Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came from beside him.
Xu Qianli glanced sideways and saw a tall woman standing next to him, clad in a red T-shirt and a white miniskirt, looking stunning.
