Two days later.
Monday morning.
The sky was blue, the clouds thick and white like clumps of cotton.
Within Zhenshui County, a domestically made Zhonghua sedan bearing the Municipal Organization Department plates slowly drove in. Sitting inside was Meng Yiguang, Executive Deputy Minister of the Organization Department, along with a driver up front and, naturally, Dong Xuebin in the back. Early that morning, Dong Xuebin had reported to the municipal government, marking his first day in office. Looking at the car jolting along the road with its terrible suspension, Dong Xuebin gained a rough understanding of the city's circumstances. Back in Fenzhou City, let alone the number-two official in the Municipal Organization Department, even an ordinary deputy minister below him would have been issued a Passat. Those with stronger connections might even get an Audi A6. Never mind that—when Dong Xuebin had worked at the Investment Bureau in Yantai County, he had driven a Camry worth nearly 180,000 yuan, which had been considered the most basic setup in government offices. Yet here, the number-two official in the Municipal Organization Department only had a car worth around 100,000 yuan with mediocre performance? It was clear that not only was Zhenshui County a National-Level Poverty County, but the local city was not wealthy either. It could even be said that money was scarce to an extreme degree. From top to bottom, everyone was poor.
"County Chief Dong," Meng Yiguang said, "I've read your file. You're a university graduate, and you're from the Capital City. The place where you worked before was also a fairly major city nearby."
"Yes," Dong Xuebin said. "I've always worked in Fenzhou City."
Meng Yiguang looked at him. "I need to give you a heads-up. We're quite poor here, and I'm sure you've seen that already. The conditions