Saturday.
Night.
Street Office Family Compound.
Zhou Yanru called. "Director, I have something to report."
"...Go ahead." Dong Xuebin stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.
"It's the Health Wine Advertising outside Willow Lane Community. The factory has found people to put the billboard back up."
Dong Xuebin narrowed his eyes. "They're installing it now?"
Zhou Yanru said, "Yes, construction is still underway. One of the people I sent over tried to stop them, but those people wouldn't listen. They insist on finishing tonight. Should we have people from *** handle it at the scene?" The Street Office had ordered them to remove the billboard, yet Song Qingming not only refused to comply but stubbornly insisted on reinstalling it. Zhou Yanru was furious. Song Qingming's factory was openly provoking the Street Office. A businessman actually dared to blatantly challenge the authority of a "government" agency. He certainly had some nerve.
"Director Zhou, have our people come back."
"But this..." Zhou Yanru was seething.
"I'll handle it. If he wants to install it, let him."
Zhou Yanru was stunned, unable to understand what Director Dong was up to. "All right."
The day's mess had already angered Dong Xuebin. Faced with an ungrateful bastard like Song Qingming, there was no need for Dong Xuebin to waste any more words on him.
After dinner, Dong Xuebin immediately dialed Qian Lihua's number.
Beep, beep, beep. Beep, beep, beep. The call connected. "Hello, who is this?"
"Aunt Qian, it's Little Dong."
"Xiao Bin? Hehe, is this your number?"
"Yes, I've always used this number."
"All right, I'll write it down later."
"Is Sister Yu and Qian Qian doing well?"
At that, Qian Lihua smiled. "They're both doing well. We already went to Yantai County and moved all their luggage here. They're staying with me for