Yang Xinghan stubbed out a cigarette that was still more than half left, let out a long sigh with a frown, and flopped backward onto the sofa.
The bridge construction project over Taiping Lake had been suspended for the winter due to heavy snow sealing the mountains, to be resumed when spring brought warmth and blooming flowers. Work was about to begin again, yet the previous troubles remained unresolved and even showed signs of intensifying.
Yang Xinghan racked his brains over this. What troubled him most was that the almighty Mr. Guo had set his sights on him, and kept a very close watch. He even felt that no matter where he went, Mr. Guo's informants were tracking him, leaving him unable to feel free ever again.
Chapter 464