Morning.
Central Park.
Breathing in the crisp air, Dong Xuebin led the people from Zhenshui County to the Investment Conference venue. Once the cars stopped, they got out, clipped on their badges, and headed inside.
"Hey, look."
"The people from Zhenshui County are here."
"Damn, is that really a Land Rover?"
"So that's Dong Xuebin? He's really something."
"Yeah, paying out of his own pocket to book Presidential Suites for his subordinates. He sure knows how to spend."
"One Presidential Suite per person, too. Isn't that a slap in the city's face?"
"We're all staying in standard rooms and business rooms downstairs, while they went straight for the Presidential Suites. Even the drivers took up a huge suite each."
"What can you do? They've got money."
"I heard County Chief Dong won the lottery."
"What good is money? Aren't their investment results still terrible?"
"They're trying to pick a fight with the city. We just need to sit back and watch the show."
"It's more than challenging the city. Can't you tell? They're showing us their attitude too."
"A National-Level Poverty County. Who knows where they got that confidence from."
The moment the Zhenshui County group arrived, people began whispering among themselves. Plenty pointed at Dong Xuebin and the others, saying all sorts of unpleasant things. Though Dong Xuebin's group could not hear them, they could more or less guess what was being said. Zheng Dayou, Chang Juan, and the others all looked displeased. In fact, the news that Dong Xuebin had spent five hundred thousand yuan booking every Presidential Suite had spread throughout the investment promotion system the night before. Pretty much every county and district investment department knew about it. Upon hearing the news, everyone felt Zhenshui County had been far too arrogant. Even the leaders and cadres