After hearing the sound, Zhou Qing and Fang Sisi instinctively looked toward the office door.
Mu Haibing walked in slowly, a smile on his face.
He had just been joking.
Since Zhou Weining's death, all the affairs of the county had fallen on Mu Haibing's shoulders, and Mu Haibing had been constantly ingratiating himself with Zhou Qing, hoping to cultivate Zhou Qing as his own man, or at least to be able to advance and retreat together with Zhou Qing, which would be enough.
After all, the power behind Zhou Qing was truly sigh-inducing.
He too wanted to become sworn brothers with Zhou Qing, much like Zhou Weining and Zhou Qing once were.
"So it's County Magistrate Mu."