Liu Zhizhong's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked helplessly at Zhang Yuxing, "Ah, Secretary Zhang, this... this... demand of yours, I can't do it!"
Zhang Yuxing almost laughed, but she said coldly, "What can't you do? Aren't you capable? Capable of causing trouble, aren't you?"
"It's not that... I..."
Liu Zhizhong was truly on the verge of a breakdown.
What the hell kind of mission is this?
I haven't even got a taste of it, and Lu Yumei is supposed to marry your brother?
Of course, he kept his composure and said, "Secretary Zhang, as someone so meticulous and orderly as you, surely you wouldn't jest about such things?"
"Jesting? Do I look like someone who jests to you?" Zhang Yuxing's face was icy, her gaze sharp, truly the image of a ruthless nun.