Afternoon.
2:08 p.m.
After Zhou Changchun left, Tan Limei hurriedly pulled Dong Xuebin aside. "Binzi, didn't you understand what I said? You're still so close to Director Zhou. If this gets to the Discipline Inspection Commission or to some leader who has it in for him, you'll be in trouble. Director Zhou has seniority. Even if he has financial problems, the bureau might protect him. But if Director Zhou voluntarily takes medical retirement, that's one thing. You're different. Who's going to care whether a newcomer like you lives or dies?"
Dong Xuebin grinned happily. "Director Zhou doesn't actually have any financial problems. Everyone's overthinking it."
Zhuangzi said honestly, "I... I think Binzi did the right thing too."
"Right my ass!" Tan Limei glared at the two of them in frustration. "Forget it, forget it. Do whatever you want. I'm done worrying about you."
Over there, Guo Shunjie and Chang Juan, who had gone to deliver documents, pushed open the door and returned.
"Little Tan, has work been going smoothly these past few days?" Seeing Tan Limei grumbling to herself, Guo Shunjie asked with the air of a leader showing concern.
Tan Limei disliked him from the bottom of her heart, but since he might soon become a leader, she answered politely, "It's been fine."
Guo Shunjie nodded in an official manner, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked to his own desk. He casually glanced at the tightly shut door of the Director's Office, as if he could not wait to sit inside it. Guo Panwei shot him a sidelong look, muttered something under his breath, and swiftly organized some documents, seemingly about to go "report work" to some leader again.
Guo Shunjie looked at Guo Panwei's profile. "Pan Wei, going to deliver documents to a leader again?"
"Heh,