Friday.
Around ten in the morning, Guo Shunjie, who had just received an assignment from Zhou Changchun's office, returned to his desk. Frowning at the thick document in his hands, he got up again and walked over to Dong Xuebin, who was working on a spreadsheet. He set the document on Dong Xuebin's desk with a smile. "Little Dong, you're not busy, are you? Proofread this document for me. Director Zhou said there are too many typos, so make whatever corrections are needed. Hurry up—Director Zhou needs it this afternoon."
Wasn't this your job?
But Dong Xuebin also wanted to build good relationships with his coworkers, so he said, "All right, I'll get on it right away."
Guo Shunjie nodded approvingly and returned to his seat, crossing one leg over the other as he leisurely sipped his tea.
At eleven thirty, Dong Xuebin and Tan Limei went upstairs to deliver a file.
On the way, Tan Limei quietly asked, "Guo Shunjie dumped his work on you again, and you did it?"
Dong Xuebin gave an awkward sound. "We're coworkers. It's only right to help each other out."
"Hmph, right my ass. Let me tell you, Guo Shunjie relies on his good relationship with the branch bureau's political commissar to throw his weight around in the General Office. He acts like an old hand and bosses newcomers around as if he were the General Office's leader. When I first got here, I ran plenty of errands for him too. He's really hateful. Oh, right, right." Tan Limei lowered her voice further. "Before you and Sun Zhuang came to the General Office, there was a pretty decent young guy who got squeezed out by Guo Shunjie. He made him do this and that all day long. Who could stand that?"
Dong Xuebin