"Old Ding, what nonsense are you talking? Don't you see what occasion this is? This is a Party Committee meeting. Slandering people in public carries legal responsibility."
Xiao Jingang practically leaped to his feet, because Old Ding's first accusation after entering the room had been against him.
He was the deputy director in charge of discipline at the unit! And now, right in front of Director Cui from The Department, a colleague had accused him by name of trafficking state property?
Had Old Ding gone mad?
Yet when he looked at the several thick kraft-paper file bags in Old Ding's hands, Xiao Jingang felt a wave of unease.
Walk the night road often enough, and sooner or later, you would run into a ghost.
Sure enough, before Xiao Jingang had even finished speaking, Old Ding pulled out a file bag.
"Whether it's slander or not, the organization will know after investigating it. The cold-rolled steel plates Wu Qingyi sold were sold to the trading company run by your wife's younger brother-in-law.
"If you had even a shred of conscience, if you could at least earn the factory a little money, I wouldn't say a word. Heh, bought at the original price and sold at the original price. I've worked in the Supply Department my whole life, yet I never knew there was such a fine business in this world."
Bang!
"Ding Zhiwen, if you want to report someone, go to the Discipline Committee and follow the proper written procedures. Don't go crazy here."
The Head Factory Director slammed the table in fury and barked sharply at Old Ding, then turned to look at Li Ye.
His gaze was vicious. Old Ding was Li Ye's master, and anyone seeing Old Ding here would inevitably connect him to Li Ye.
Even Director