The next day.
After the meeting, speech, and oath-taking, Dong Xuebin had officially become a Probationary Party Member.
As soon as they came out of the Small Conference Room, Li Qing smiled and patted Dong Xuebin on the shoulder, calling him into the New Office. "The old office was burned beyond use, so we switched to this room. Come here if you need me from now on. Little Dong, don't push yourself. If you haven't fully recovered, rest for a couple more days. Still, you look pretty good to me—much better than when you were in the hospital." Zhou Changchun followed them in and smiled as well. "For the next few days, let Little Dong handle document deliveries. Leave the heavy lifting and physical work to someone else."
Dong Xuebin put on a grateful expression. "Thank you, leaders. I'm fine now. Whatever the leaders ask of me in the future, I'll definitely get it done properly."
Li Qing nodded with feeling. "Work hard, but don't overdo it."
Zhou Changchun, whose face looked slightly sickly, patted Dong Xuebin's upper arm approvingly.
"You too, Lao Zhou." Li Qing looked at him. "Get more rest. Your complexion hasn't been very good lately."
"Ah, it's an old problem."
Seeing that Zhou Changchun and Li Qing still had things to discuss, Dong Xuebin took his leave.
It was clear that because of the Save the Documents incident, Li Qing and Zhou Changchun trusted him much more than before.
A good sign.
Dong Xuebin happily pushed open the door and returned to the General Office. Everyone was there. Tan Limei and Zhuangzi were standing by the copier, churning out documents with a creak and clatter while occasionally chatting and giggling in low voices. Chang Juan and Lao Yan had both hidden themselves behind their computer monitors,