Bam, the door opened, and a man in his thirties appeared at the doorway. As soon as he saw Tang Yumeng and Li Huaishan, his face froze, and he stuttered, "Se-Secretary Tang, Secretary Li, why, why are you here?"
"Why wouldn't we be here?" Tang Yumeng's face was terrifyingly cold as she walked straight into the room.
Inside, there were three or four people sitting around a Mahjong table, with stacks of cash on it. One of them was Township Party Secretary Zhao Bingnan. As soon as he saw Tang Yumeng and Li Huaishan, his face turned pale, as if he was about to faint.
"You all seem to be living quite comfortably, a township head and a township party secretary playing Mahjong during work hours." Tang Yumeng tried to suppress the anger ready to burst in her heart, looking at Zhao Bingnan and Tong Huaiyu.
The two of them didn't dare to speak, with cold sweat pouring down their faces like rain.
