That afternoon.
Around 1:30.
Dong Xuebin casually stubbed out his cigarette, one hand in his pocket, and led Han Fei, Sun Zhaobang, Zhang Dongliang, and the others from Second Office into the Office Building.
"So that's Director Dong?"
"Couldn't tell at all."
"Yeah, he's got quite the temper."
"More than quite? There's no even describing it!"
"Sigh, let's see how the leaders handle this!"
"This definitely won't end peacefully. When has our unit ever had a farce like this?"
"He'll probably get disciplined, and it doesn't look like it'll be light either. Sigh, was it really necessary?"
Once the people from Second Office and the General Affairs Department had left, the onlookers outside and upstairs began whispering among themselves, discussing the incident from beginning to end again. In the end, they concluded that Director Dong, the new arrival in Second Office, might be suspended or given a Party warning. An administrative warning probably wouldn't even be possible—it would be too light. Sigh, strictly speaking, Yang Zhen from the General Affairs Department had been in the wrong at first. He'd hit someone else's car and acted like it was only natural, even using his authority to bully people. If Dong Xuebin had merely stepped up and argued with him, it would have been fine. But Director Dong had chosen not to do that. Instead, he had taught Yang Zhen a lesson in such an overbearing way that everyone was stunned. That was where the problem lay.
On the way.
In the corridor.
Han Fei looked at Dong Xuebin's back ahead of her, coughed, and said awkwardly, "Director Dong, it's all my fault this time. I caused you trouble. I..."
Dong Xuebin waved his hand.
Sun Zhaobang said, "This matter..."
Zhang Dongliang was anxious as well. "Director Dong, if Yang Zhen and