The Power of Time and Wealth
The next day, morning.
Guangming Street Office, secretary's office.
Dong Xuebin sat before the tea table, savoring cup after cup of tea. There was Oolong Tea, green tea, and Pu-erh Tea. Since he had nothing better to do, he brewed one cup after another, feeling quite content. At a place like the Street Office, things were truly busy when they got busy. Trivial matters came one after another, leaving you without even a moment to catch your breath. But when things were slow, they were truly slow. Like today: the documents had been approved, the district had assigned no tasks, and there was nothing going on below. Other than leisurely drinking tea in his office, Dong Xuebin had nothing else to do. The Model Unit designation had already come through. Yesterday, he had even treated District Party Secretary Wang Anshi's illness and eased their relationship. It probably would not be long before he could align himself with Wang Anshi. Although Dong Xuebin did not think highly of Wang Anshi and found him too bureaucratic, still remembering how Wang Anshi had left him waiting without seeing him, the official world was not a place where one could act based on personal preference. Some things were not for Dong Xuebin to decide. So even with that grudge, he buried it in his heart. He would get closer first and worry about the rest later. Now, he had both achievements and backing. Everything was going smoothly.
One cup of tea...
Two cups of tea.
Before long, after three cups of tea, the room was filled with a rich, pleasant fragrance. Ring, ring, ring. The phone beside the tea table rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
Dong Xuebin looked at it and answered. "Hello, who is this?"
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