Zhou Yanru froze. "That won't work, will it? Usually, applications have to be submitted several months in advance."
"What if there aren't enough approved slots?"
"That's possible." Zhou Yanru recalled something. "I remember when the Inspection Team came down the year before last, only three of the nine nominations were approved. Something had happened at an Elderly Activity Center in the province at the time, and the lower levels got implicated too, so the inspection was quite strict. It was considered a special circumstance. Later, the Inspection Team temporarily selected another Community Resident Committee, and four nominations were submitted in total."
Dong Xuebin blinked. "So there was a precedent."
"There was, but..." Suddenly, Zhou Yanru seemed to think of something. She was so startled that she hurriedly said, "Director, you mustn't. Absolutely not!"
Dong Xuebin smiled. "I was just asking casually. Why are you so nervous?"
Zhou Yanru was more than nervous. She was practically breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Eat." Dong Xuebin did not bring it up again. In truth, he had already learned enough.
That precedent from last year revealed a great deal. The first thing Dong Xuebin realized was that the Inspection Team coming to Beihe Province this time held considerable decision-making power. Last year, they had made an exception and temporarily added a Model Unit nomination from an organization that had not applied in advance. Then this year, it should be possible as well. As long as they built a good relationship with the Inspection Team, even if their Guangming Street Office had never applied to be a Model Unit, they could still possibly be nominated if the Inspection Team said the word. At this point, Dong Xuebin, who had only been thinking about sabotaging Chu Qinghua, suddenly woke up. For the first time, he