Liu Zhizhong's eyes bulged, and he looked helplessly at Zhang Yuxing, "Ah, Secretary Zhang, this...this...request, I can't do it!"
Zhang Yuxing almost laughed, but she coldly said, "What can't you do? Aren't you capable? Can you handle affairs?"
"It's not...I..."
Liu Zhizhong truly felt desperate.
What the hell is this ghost task?
I haven't even had a taste yet, and Lu Yumei is supposed to marry your brother?
Of course, he kept his composure and said, "Secretary Zhang, you're such a meticulous and orderly person. Surely you wouldn't joke about this sort of thing?"
"Joking? Do I look like someone who jokes?" Zhang Yuxing's face was icy, and her gaze was sharp, truly taking on the air of an implacable nun.