The night deepened. In the study of Provincial Party Secretary Gao Yuliang, the warm yellow lamplight illuminated a desk cluttered with documents, casting a shadow over Gao’s grim expression.
"Clack!"
Gao Yuliang slammed his fountain pen onto the desk with a sharp sound, startling his wife, Wang Fuli, who was standing nearby holding a cup of ginseng tea; her hand trembled, causing the liquid to ripple.
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