Afternoon.
The dark clouds scattered, and soft light squeezed through the peaks of clouds.
Dong Xuebin left the Office Building, left the Cayenne in the compound, then got into an old Santana and chugged toward the County Party Committee Compound. The car was seven or eight years old, and with how heavily it had been used, it was practically ready for the scrapyard.
Its only advantage was that it kept a low profile. Dong Xuebin had caused plenty of trouble lately, so he dared drive the Cayenne back to the Investment Bureau, but for the time being, he did not dare drive it into the County Party Committee Compound. He would wait until the heat died down.
County Party Committee.
Zhao Xinglong's office.
Dong Xuebin knocked and entered. "County Chief Zhao, I'm here to report in."
"You're back?" Zhao Xinglong smiled. "How was your rest? How's your health?"
"Thank you for your concern, Leader. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and the doctor said there was nothing wrong." After a few polite remarks, Dong Xuebin took a document from his bag. "There's something I'd like to ask your approval on. I was looking through some old materials earlier. Regarding the Investment Conference, should we..."
Zhao Xinglong frowned. "The Investment Conference?"
Dong Xuebin nodded. "This is what I was thinking. May Day is coming up soon, so why not take advantage of the holiday and hold a large-scale investment event? We could model it after Dafeng County's recent one."
Zhao Xinglong tapped his brow as he considered it. "It's not that I don't support the Investment Bureau's work, but an Investment Conference isn't easy to pull off. I remember the one from two or three years ago. We spent a lot of money and put in a great deal