Xishu Bashan Airport.
A group of people sat inside their cars.
The director of the Xishu Health Bureau checked his watch. "Should be arriving soon, right?"
"Mm."
The Deputy Director muttered mockingly, "Well, well. A few months—haha, just a few months. Not only did he wash his dirty body clean, but he transformed into a health bureau inspector overseeing cross-provincial affairs. Fuck, his official position just keeps getting bigger."
The General Manager of Sunshine Pharmaceutical Factory looked displeased.
"And we fucking have to welcome him in person! What a grand show. No... who the hell is protecting him? How is he still not dead!?"
The Deputy Director said with a smile, "An old leader who's practically retired. Apparently, he's pretty damn old, yet he's been running all over the place for him, begging everyone for help. Saying he was wronged, that he was framed. Isn't that just saying Xishu's officialdom is dirty? Damn it, I hate these old bastards who are half-retired but won't leave. The older they get, the more trouble they make, the more they want to prove they still matter."
The General Manager of Sunshine Pharmaceutical Factory coughed. "Leaders, Sunshine Pharmaceutical Factory is our own enterprise. We can't just hand it over to outsiders! The acquisition talks before were only a temporary measure. If we really sell it, what are we supposed to eat and drink afterward?"
The director turned to glare at him. "Watch your words! What do you mean, 'what are we supposed to eat and drink'? What have I eaten from you? What have I drunk from you?"
The General Manager slapped himself across the mouth. "Leader, I misspoke! I deserve it. Please don't hold it against me. What I meant was, this is Xishu's industry. As long as it's run properly, it'll definitely