Morning.
Guangming Street Office.
Dong Xuebin was reading documents in the Secretary Office, familiarizing himself with every aspect of the Street Office's workflow as quickly as possible, when the phone on his desk suddenly rang.
He picked it up. "This is Dong Xuebin."
The call was from the reception room. "Director, someone is here to see you."
...Who is it?"
"She said her surname is Su. A lady."
"Is Miss Su downstairs?"
"Yes. What should I...?"
"Let her come up. I'll wait for her in the office."
The first floor of the main building was the Administrative Service Hall, where ordinary residents handled their business, so there were no real restrictions. But most of the Party Working Committee departments and offices were in the adjacent building, and not just anyone could enter. There was a reception room downstairs, and unrelated visitors generally needed permission before entering the Street Office. Apparently, there had been incidents of reporters conducting undercover investigations and exposing things in the past, so many Street Offices had strengthened such measures. Guard against fires, thieves, and reporters.
Before long, the crisp clack of high heels drew nearer.
The door opened, and Su Jia's smiling, lovely face appeared. She wore a very light-colored suit. Her flat chest was probably padded, making it look quite full from the outside. She carried a small travel bag in her right hand, then shut the office door with her left. She looked a little travel-worn.
"Xuebin, you didn't expect it to be me, did you?"
Xuebin rose and went to greet her. "Sis, why are you here? When they said the visitor's surname was Su, I honestly didn't think it would be you."
Su Jia put down her luggage and smiled. "You're a big shot now. It's really not easy to see you,