The County Chief had arrived.
The County Party Secretary had arrived too.
One person from each family got into a car, and the situation immediately became even more complicated.
In the Pu family's second wedding car, Jian Xiangrong and Jiang Fangfang sat in the back seat.
"County Chief Jiang."
"Yes? Has County Chief Dong arrived?"
"County Chief Dong? He came back today?"
"He's at the airport, but he might be taking a long-distance bus back." Jiang Fangfang lowered her head to check the time. "He should be here by now."
"A long-distance bus? What about the county's cars...?"
"The county cars are all being used for the wedding processions, aren't they? No one was sent to pick up County Chief Dong. I only found out afterward."
Jian Xiangrong frowned, immediately seeing the heart of the issue. Most of Lao Pu's convoy consisted of rented cars, with a few Discipline Inspection Commission vehicles mixed in; they hadn't used anyone else's cars, which was why their convoy was relatively short. Deputy Secretary Zhang's side, however, had a long string of vehicles, one after another. Many were county government cars that he, or officials close to him, had appropriated for private use to join the wedding procession. There were even county government vehicles among them. Yet when it would have made no difference whether there was one more car or one less, they couldn't spare one to lend County Chief Dong? To put it bluntly, wasn't that like occupying the toilet without taking a dump? They were being far too disrespectful toward County Chief Dong. Still, Jian Xiangrong was a centrist. He said nothing and had no intention of involving himself in the struggle between Secretary Meng's faction and County Chief Jiang's faction. Even so, he couldn't help feeling that Secretary Meng's faction