The park.
At the foot of the mountain.
When they saw Dong Xuebin return, the people from the Zhenshui County Investment Bureau, led by Zheng Dayou, all gathered around him. Chang Juan was all right, but the others were somewhat angry.
"County Chief Dong."
"What the hell is this supposed to mean?"
"How can they handle things like this?"
"So far away? No investors are going to come over here!"
"Zhenshui County's investment results last year were pretty good. Why were we assigned the last spot? Did you see the booths from the other counties and districts? Some were fully twice as large as ours, with brand-new tables and chairs. And us? What is this supposed to be?"
"They're being a little too much."
"This is obviously aimed at us."
"I think it's because we offended them when we asked the city for money a couple of months ago. But that was central government funding meant for our county in the first place."
"I'll go find the person in charge."
"Right, we have to have a word with them."
Everyone was rather worked up.
Dong Xuebin, on the other hand, was the calmest one there. Without saying anything, he slowly walked into the booth and looked it over from every angle.
He set the steamed buns and soy milk in his hands on the table, then called to everyone, "Come on, eat first." With that, he sat down and picked up a steamed bun.
Everyone was hungry too, and they sat down one after another.
Though they were eating, the discomfort on their faces was obvious at a glance.
Dong Xuebin knew that this wasn't merely the aftermath of their demand for money from the city. Deputy Mayor Hua Li was also stirring up trouble behind the scenes.
After feeling