The next day.
Chengxi State Security Bureau Branch.
Dong Xuebin, looking refreshed and energetic in his newly bought black suit, greeted the Receptionist Old Man and strode through the bureau's main entrance.
Only Tan Limei and Zhuangzi were in the General Office. The moment Tan Limei saw Dong Xuebin, she let out an amused cry. "Binzi, you look pretty mature dressed like that today. Not bad, not bad."
Dong Xuebin flattered her, "I just throw on whatever. I can't compare to you—you look beautiful every day."
Tan Limei giggled. "Binzi really knows how to talk." Seeing that there was no one else around, she openly patted Zhuangzi's big belly with the back of her hand. "Hey, why don't you learn from Binzi? Look at him—he's only been in the General Office for a few days, and Director Zhou already trusts him so much. At this rate, in a few more months, he might even replace Guo Panwei in Director Zhou's heart. And look at you—you're such a big guy, but you can't even say a few words. How are you supposed to leave an impression on the leaders?"
Zhuangzi scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I... I'm not very good at talking."
Dong Xuebin blinked. "Tanzi, you sure care a lot about our Zhuangzi, huh?"
Tan Limei blushed and spat hard. "Who says I care about him? Hmph, it's my turn to clean today."
Zhuangzi hurriedly got to his feet. "I'll help you."
"...That's more like it." Tan Limei did not stand on ceremony and tossed him the broom.
But when had Dong Xuebin ever been eloquent himself? Sucking up to leaders? That had been nearly impossible for him in the past. From middle school through college, he had always been a complete stick-in-the-mud, terrible with words. But ever