Ten minutes...
Half an hour...
At three o'clock. Literature Museum
Su Yan returned once again, bringing a newly prepared list of Cultural Relics Protection Team members for Secretary Dong to review.
"Do you think this list will work?" Su Yan asked.
"Twenty-three people in total?" Dong Xuebin looked it over.
Su Yan watched Secretary Dong's expression. "Yes. Thirteen from the cultural department, six from the Public Security Department, and four other relevant staff members."
Dong Xuebin nodded. "Good. Settle it, then."
Su Yan asked for instructions, "Should they set out now, or...?"
"Have everyone leave now. Bring the equipment and gear, secure and protect the site immediately, and forbid any unrelated personnel from entering or leaving." Dong Xuebin said.
Su Yan acknowledged the order. "Understood."
Dong Xuebin gave one final instruction. "Also, for everyone in this team, their main focus over the next few months will be Qingluan Mountain. Without my orders, no one is to casually reassign any personnel." To others, this team might have seemed like mere window dressing, something created just to go through the motions. But Dong Xuebin had never seen it that way. He attached extreme importance to this work, so if the Public Security Department had any tasks and wanted to transfer officers from the Cultural Relics Protection Work Team, he definitely would not agree. He needed to give everyone advance warning about that. In fact, he had already subtly made this point at the Standing Committee meeting; otherwise, he would not have personally taken charge as the team leader.
Orders were issued one after another.
Everyone on the team list complained bitterly.
"We're really going to Qingluan Mountain? That place is so far away."
"I heard we might even have to stay on the mountain. What am I supposed to do about