The next day.
He left everything about starting the company to Aunt Xuan and had no plans to meddle. After getting up in the morning and carefully dressing himself up, Dong Xuebin arrived at the Chengxi Branch Bureau in high spirits. He had received a call from Deputy Director Xu Yan last night—his leave was over. Dong Xuebin had just finished handling his affairs, whether emotional or financial, and everything had settled into place. He was also thinking about his deputy section-level rank. It was time for a promotion.
In the bureau compound, Dong Xuebin greeted his coworkers with a beaming smile, though the smile did not reach his heart.
"Ah, Director Dong, you're here."
"Good morning, Director Dong. Congratulations on getting your position back."
"Director Dong, you look great. Free tonight? Let's have dinner together?"
Whether they were ordinary staff or minor-ranking leaders, everyone had abandoned the way they had avoided him like the plague some time ago and greeted Dong Xuebin with exceptional warmth. After so many major incidents, who in the branch bureau still did not know who Little Director Dong was? The Firefighter, someone who could step in whenever there was trouble, capable of anything; Plague God Little Dong; miraculous Director Dong—he had far too many nicknames. But whether they liked Dong Xuebin or looked down on him, no one questioned Little Director Dong's abilities anymore. Forget anything else—just last week's bribery and corruption case that had shaken the Capital City's state security organs. Whether or not Little Director Dong had been the one to bring down Zhou Guoan, the final result was that Little Director Dong could still stroll into work, while Zhou Guoan and Guo Shunjie, who had clashed with him, would never return.
What was that?
That was capability.
What was that?
That