While Lu Junyi was torn up over Zhuo Minglan, Dan Shengwen also walked nervously into Li Ye's office, lowered his head, and began his self-criticism.
"Sorry, President Li. I didn't handle Zhuo Minglan's matter well. It was a mistake in my work."
Li Ye asked in surprise, "What mistake did you make? Didn't you handle it according to the rules?"
Dan Shengwen opened his mouth, then said, "I didn't notice Zhuo Minglan's emotional state. She had just come back from the police, and she was a little agitated. I failed to soothe her properly, which was why things blew up into such a big mess."
Li Ye said with an amused smile, "You did nothing wrong. Just because she was in a bad mood, you had to swallow your pride and soothe her? Our unit doesn't have that rule. As long as you didn't violate any principles, no matter how big a mess she made, it wasn't your problem."
Dan Shengwen gave an awkward smile. "Since President Li says so, I'm relieved."
"Hm?"
Li Ye found that a little strange. Looking at Dan Shengwen, he asked, "What do you mean by that? What were you worried about before?"
Dan Shengwen pressed his lips together and said awkwardly, "Actually, after my wife and children came to work at the First Branch Factory, they were assigned two apartments.
Today, Zhuo Minglan questioned whether that was in accordance with the rules. In the heat of the moment, I said it was specially approved by President Li. If she had the ability, she could go ask President Li herself."
Li Ye suddenly understood. "Good grief, no wonder she had such a huge grudge! You were diverting disaster eastward!"
Dan Shengwen became even more embarrassed.
He was one of the few people from Southwest Heavy