Late morning.
Ninth Office Second Division.
The phone in Dong Xuebin's office rang. When he picked it up, it was a personnel officer calling to ask him to go to Director Fang's office. Dong Xuebin had a rough idea of what it was about. After acknowledging it, he straightened his clothes in the mirror and headed out.
As soon as Director Dong left, the people below began discussing his departing back.
"Is Director Dong really leaving?"
"Yeah, that's what everyone's saying."
"Xiao Fei, are you sure Director Dong is going to some small county?"
"Of course I'm sure. My dad told me himself, so how could it be wrong? My dad even made several calls to help Director Dong get in touch with people. There's definitely no mistake."
"How could this be happening?"
"I really can't make sense of it."
"Does Director Dong have some consideration of his own?"
"But no matter what, he shouldn't be going to a place like that."
"Exactly. There's no benefit in it at all. Why go there?"
"And isn't his relationship with Director Fang terrible? I heard northern Shaanxi is Director Fang's..."
Many of those present had connections and were well-informed. Although He Zhou did not finish his sentence, his meaning was obvious enough. Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin had fought to that extent, yet Dong Xuebin was now going to the Fang family's territory. Wasn't that walking into the tiger's den? No matter how they thought about it, they could not understand what Director Dong was planning. He was willing to take a lower post just to go to some small county? Even if it was in Fang Wenping's territory, he still wanted to go? Jiaolin County? What kind of place was that? They had never even heard of it. Could that county