Morning.
Ten o'clock.
In the director's office, Dong Xuebin held several photographs in his hand and examined them closely.
This Li Hong... he hadn't noticed yesterday, but her butt was quite big and round.
The door suddenly opened. Lu Dafa walked in without even knocking, his face dark. Where was his usual composure now? He was already burning with rage. The photos being mailed to him was clearly a threat, clearly meant to humiliate him. Other than Dong Xuebin, Lu Dafa could think of no one capable of such a thing. The strange angles and methods used to take the photos also made it obvious that the photographer was no ordinary person. And Dong Xuebin, the man known as the Plague God, happened to be one hell of an unusual person. Lu Dafa was practically certain Dong Xuebin was behind it!
Dong Xuebin looked up and said sternly, "Old Lu, I understand how you feel, but shouldn't you knock before coming in next time? That's basic courtesy."
Lu Dafa's face turned green, but he said nothing.
Smack! Dong Xuebin tossed the photos onto the desk. "What's going on with these pictures? Explain yourself."
Lu Dafa's face flushed crimson. He stepped forward, snatched up the photos, and tore them to pieces.
Dong Xuebin looked at him and barked, "Comrade Lu Dafa! What kind of nonsense are you pulling now? Huh? As a leader of the Investment Bureau, you should lead by example so the comrades below have someone to follow! But look at you! Something this huge happened in your family, and don't tell me you had no idea at all! You let someone expose it at the bureau? You let them mail it to the office? How do you do your work? Huh? You're disgracing the entire Investment Bureau! You're