078 Graceful Young Woman

In an instant, Liu Zhizhong's face soured, a wave of inexplicable humiliation rising in his heart.

Of course, he understood everything. Pointing at the newspaper, he said, "Secretary Zhang, is this really appropriate? I spent several nights on this, and the byline is attributed to your nephew?"

Damn it, I toiled away, and it's bad enough that the name on it is Zhang Yuxing—just considering it as bending to the female City Committee member's lewd power.

But, this damned thing ended up becoming a wedding dress made for my enemy, Zhang Hongyang, fulfilling his fucking wishes.

Such page space in the provincial newspaper could greatly benefit one's promotion if one were able to publish an article there—it represents a major asset in ideological construction.

Seeing Liu Zhizhong's face, Zhang Yuxing couldn't help but feel joyful inside, her face blossoming into a radiant smile.