Monday.
The new office location.
The weather was lovely, though spring's warmth had arrived a little late.
A little after eight in the morning, Dong Xuebin strolled into work. Since he had gotten up early, he naturally arrived early as well. The night before, he had not left Fang Wenping's home until after dinner. The long-distance bus ride back to the Family Compound had taken over two hours, and it was already past nine when he got home. Between the exhaustion of the trip and fooling around with Fang Wenping all day, Dong Xuebin had been somewhat mentally drained, so he went to bed early. When he opened his eyes that morning, he felt completely refreshed. It was all thanks to Fang Wenping—many of Dong Xuebin's negative emotions had been vented on Old Fang.
As he entered the office compound, the expression on Dong Xuebin's face made it clear that he was in an exceptionally good mood today. Everyone who saw him greeted him.
"Secretary."
"Secretary Dong."
"Good morning, sir."
Dong Xuebin smiled. "Good morning."
A great many things had happened in the county even before Dong Xuebin took office, and there had not been a peaceful day since. Most of the time, Dong Xuebin had been wearing a stern face, hunting people down to scold them and deal with problems. It was rare to see him looking so relaxed. Everyone found it a little hard to adjust. They had long witnessed the fierceness of this newly arrived Secretary Dong, and all sorts of incidents had shown them what he was capable of. So even when Dong Xuebin wore such a mild and pleasant expression now, absurd as it was, many people still felt somewhat uneasy.
The office grounds were still just as shabby. Rows upon rows of connected houses