It was half past twelve.
Inside Secretary-General Wu's office.
Ring, ring, ring. The phone on the desk rang.
Secretary-General Wu ignored Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping again. He was truly furious and had no way to deal with those two bastards. He did not want to say a single word to them as he picked up the phone. "Hello... Mm... Mm... It's all handled? What did they say... Good, good... There won't be any problems, right... Mm, then that's fine. Keep the impact to a minimum, and take care of all the media personnel... Mm... Good. To be safe, keep an eye on it... Right, I'll be there in an hour... Mm, I'll explain things to the foreign dignitaries. Don't worry about that... Mm, the main thing is the media... We absolutely cannot let this get out!"
After hanging up, Secretary-General Wu finally breathed a little easier. The news was good. The domestic and foreign media had shown them some consideration and did not intend to report on it. This exchange and inspection tour had mainly been a formality anyway; the tone had already been set as everyone getting along happily. After taking a sip of tea, Secretary-General Wu looked at the two people in front of him. He had assumed Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping would at least be concerned about how the serious consequences caused by their argument were being handled. But when he looked, Secretary-General Wu nearly exploded with rage!
Dong Xuebin had his head down, playing on his phone.
Fang Wenping had somehow produced a document and was revising and writing on it, as though she had started working right there.
Neither of them cared whether the matter could be resolved smoothly. They just went on doing whatever they had been doing, treating it as no