On the road.
Inside the car.
At that moment, Dong Xuebin could not spare a thought for how fast Fang Wenping was driving. It did not matter. His mind had already drifted elsewhere, to something more important.
A few minutes later.
Dong Xuebin suddenly asked, "Secretary Li Guian was already meant to be transferred before this?"
Fang Wenping said flatly, "He had not even been in office for two years, and he was doing perfectly well. Why would he be transferred? He achieved some results during his term, but nothing major, just ordinary accomplishments. If you had not come begging to me and I had not put in a word with a friend, did you think you could have come here?"
Dong Xuebin blinked. "Come on, I know you helped me. Didn't I say I owed you a favor? What I mean is, if I hadn't come, if it weren't for that call you made, would Li Guian have remained in Jiaolin County? There wouldn't have been any changes?"
"Not in the short term, basically," Fang Wenping said. "The County Party Secretary is the Top Leader. It is an important position, and in principle, the earliest a transfer would happen is after three years."
"Oh," Dong Xuebin said.
"Why are you asking?" Fang Wenping asked.
"Nothing, just asking."
As he spoke, Dong Xuebin took out his phone and went online, looking up Jiaolin County's official website. He paid particular attention to the leadership profiles. He had done research in this area before, but he had only looked at news and incidents related to Jiaolin County. He had never actually checked out its leadership. Now that he did, it was indeed exactly as Fang Wenping had said: the County Party Secretary was Li Guian, and the County Chief was Zhang Dongfang.