Chapter 1548

Zhao Yangang glanced over, and Fang Qing threw him a wink, forcefully straightening her chest. Zhao Yangang thought, although this old woman is a bit old and has no beauty, her capital is still quite abundant. He couldn't help but look a few more times.

Fang Qing smiled triumphantly. With this smile, the powder on her face fell off one after another. This made Zhao Yangang disgusted. He hurriedly turned his head and applauded with everyone, cursing in his heart: "MDZZ, why applaud for so long?"

Amidst the applause that could not subside for a long time, Su Xinghui bowed to the audience several times, signaling everyone to stop applauding. Only then did the applause slowly subside.

Ling Anguo walked to the microphone and announced loudly: "I announce that the new Changyu Highway is officially opened to traffic!"

The firecrackers that had been prepared for a long time were lit, and the deafening sound of firecrackers rang out. Xue Xingyuan, Ling Anguo, Shi Ronghuai, and Su Xinghui walked to the intersection and cut the prepared red silk. A bus from Changshan to Yulin City that had been waiting for a long time slowly started, fully loaded with passengers from Changshan to Yulin, and drove towards Yulin City.

These passengers were lucky. They became the first batch of passengers to pass through the new Changyu Highway. The photographers on the side pressed the camera shutters one after another, recording this precious historical moment.

Everyone was happy and encouraged, but Zhao Yangang's face was livid. He didn't expect that Ling Anguo didn't even let him speak and directly announced the opening of the new Changyu Highway. This was too disrespectful to him, right?

Of course, this is also very normal. He, Zhao Yangang, is no longer the deputy county magistrate in charge of transportation. Now the Changshan County government is talking about strengthening work efficiency. Leaders' meetings and speeches should be as short as possible, no longer like in the past, talking about empty words for a long time. Every leader went up to give a speech. In that way, a day was wasted, and the people below were also listening until they were dizzy.

Like the opening ceremony just now, four people gave speeches, and each person's speech did not exceed five minutes, which can be called short. If they were allowed to let other county leaders go up to speak, when would they finish speaking? So the county simply didn't arrange for others to speak.

Now there is so much work in the county, it is impossible to waste so much time for an opening ceremony.

However, Zhao Yangang still couldn't figure it out. He is a member of the County Party Committee Standing Committee after all, and he was in charge of transportation before. Others could not speak, but he should go up and speak, right? This can also be considered a face-exposing thing. But he missed it just like that, so he couldn't help but hate Su Xinghui and Ling Anguo and others.

As soon as the opening ceremony ended, the county leaders were busy with their own work. Zhao Yangang, with a face full of official business, returned to the county government and returned to his office. He closed the door heavily, then picked up the teacup and took a fierce sip of tea. However, after this sip, he realized that the tea was already ice cold.

Zhao Yangang has a habit. He must drink hot tea. He doesn't drink cold tea. However, he was just in a fit of anger and couldn't care about anything, so he took a sip of the cup of tea he poured in the morning.

This sip of tea entered his mouth, and he spat it out with a "pfft," then angrily threw the teacup heavily on the ground. A poor, high-quality white porcelain teacup was smashed to pieces, and the tea leaves and tea water in the teacup splashed everywhere, making the office dirty. However, this smash also vented some of the anger in Zhao Yangang's heart.

Just then, his office door was knocked. He asked subconsciously: "Who?"

Fang Qing's voice came from outside the room: "It's me, County Magistrate Zhao, I have some work to communicate with you."

Zhao Yangang looked at the mess on the ground and wanted to refuse, but how could such words be refused? What reason to refuse? He could only say: "Come in."

Fang Qing pushed the door open, entered the office, turned around, closed the door, and locked the secret lock. This immediately filled the office with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Zhao Yangang couldn't help but look below Fang Qing's neck again. I don't know why, but it looked particularly magnificent today. Zhao Yangang couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Zhao Yangang is a man in his forties and nearly fifty, a worker by origin, strong and healthy. However, his wife is weak and sick and cannot satisfy him in marital life, so his desire is very strong. This may be one of the reasons for his explosive temper.