A few minutes later.
The door flew open with a thud.
Director Zhang came out of Meng Hanmei's office with two subordinates, his face dark. After all that effort, they had gotten nothing useful and only worked themselves into a rage. The City Discipline Inspection Committee was deeply dissatisfied with Meng Hanmei's attitude. The higher-ups had already set the tone and gathered evidence; otherwise, they would not have come to investigate Dong Xuebin's problems for no reason. Yet these people were still struggling desperately and refusing to admit anything. What was the point of denying it?
"Director."
"What do we do now?"
"Go see Comrade Zhang Dongfang!"
Director Zhang brought his people to Zhang Dongfang's office.
The two clearly knew each other, though they did not seem close. After exchanging a few polite pleasantries, they took their seats.
Director Zhang got straight to the point. "County Chief Zhang, you were present from beginning to end during yesterday's incident, so you should know the situation better than anyone. We received a report and came to investigate a series of problems concerning Comrade Dong Xuebin's work, so we'd like to understand the circumstances from you. At around six yesterday evening, did Comrade Dong Xuebin curse Comrade Niu from the city government office over the phone?"
"About that..." Zhang Dongfang said.
Director Zhang looked at him. "Yes. What exactly happened at the time?"
Zhang Dongfang pondered for a moment. "Actually, I didn't pay much attention. I saw Secretary Xuebin making a phone call, but I was standing behind him and really didn't hear what was said." Zhang Dongfang was still a decent man and did not stab Dong Xuebin in the back. Though he knew this matter could not possibly be suppressed—the City Discipline Inspection Committee had already come, so whatever he said