What happened in the Conference Room quickly spread throughout the branch bureau.
Everyone was talking about it behind the scenes. This time, the General Office was in trouble.
Dong Xuebin was still in his own office playing Minesweeper, completely unaware of anything, until Deputy Director Xu Yan called. Her voice was full of extreme displeasure, and as she spoke, he could hear the urgent tap-tap of her pen against the desk. "...You delivered Political Commissar Zhou's meeting documents? I really don't understand how you could make a mistake even printing documents. Why were there several pictures of cakes and desserts tucked into the political commissar's folder? Don't you know he has diabetes? Little Dong, how did you handle this?"
Dong Xuebin's first reaction was that it was impossible. "Dessert pictures? No, there weren't any."
Xu Yan took a couple of breaths. "The leadership team is about to be reshuffled, and at a time like this, you... That's all I'll say. Handle it yourself."
Dong Xuebin hung up in a daze.
Ring, ring, ring. Director Li Qing called as well. "Political Commissar Zhou just called me over and gave me a dressing-down. It put me in quite an awkward position. Little Dong, you... why didn't you check before sending them to the Conference Room? How did several dessert introductions end up in there? You... sigh, how could you not even handle something this simple?"
"Director, I don't understand this either, I..."
"You don't need to explain it to me. This was your responsibility. The political commissar wants you to bring the General Office staff to his office. Explain it to him yourself." There was a hint in Li Qing's words that he wanted to distance himself from the matter.
After hanging up, Dong Xuebin's face went a little pale. The General