Noon.
Outside the compound.
Dong Xuebin did not let Chang Juan carry her luggage. After leaving the Investment Bureau, he took her straight to a decent little restaurant by the roadside for lunch.
"Xuebin, you changed cars again?"
"Yeah, I bought this one over half a year ago."
"A Land Rover Range Rover, and the top trim at that. You really are rich."
"I got lucky and won the lottery once."
"I heard about it from Little Tan too. Apparently, you were driving a Porsche last year, and you're doing especially well now. You get promoted every six months, and you're still so young. You're already the executive deputy county chief. At this rate, getting promoted to a full division-level post in the second half of the year is practically guaranteed. Sigh, I'm nowhere near your level. When you first entered the system, I was already a low-ranking clerk who'd been at it for years. Now you're a Fuchu Level leader, and I'm still just a clerk."
"I actually think being a clerk is nice and easy. I especially miss the days when we all worked in the same office, haha."
"That's just what you say. How can a clerk compare to a cadre in terms of prestige?"
"You're still young too. There'll be plenty of opportunities later."
"There's no hope for me. This time, I might not even be able to keep my Civil Servants job, so what promotion are we talking about? I've given up on that. I don't have that kind of ability."
"That's not true at all."
"Don't I know my own capabilities?"
"Really, I think you're quite capable at work."
"You're just comforting me. Who could compare to you when it comes to work ability?"
"Alright, Sister Chang, enough about me. Let's order. What do