"Jiwei, are you taking this case or not? If you are, I'll head out first. If not, get moving."
After leaving the director's office and going downstairs, Wang Yan found Zhao Jiwei bragging with Li Dawei.
"I'm taking it. This is the first case I've come across, and I want to see it through from beginning to end." Zhao Jiwei spoke firmly. It was a rare opportunity. Li Dawei had just been grumbling that they hadn't handled any proper cases these past few days—other than mediating disputes and dealing with fights, it had all been especially boring.
"Fine. The director will come down and assign it in a bit. Follow orders and obey commands—don't go making decisions on your own." After reminding him, Wang Yan waved his hand, went inside to fill his thermos with hot water, nodded to Xia Jie in greeting, and left briskly.
"I just don't get it. Why is Brother Yan so good to you?" Li Dawei crossed his arms and rubbed his chin.
"Maybe because I'm poor. Maybe he doesn't want me going down the wrong path." Zhao Jiwei thought about it seriously, then waved it off. "And really, Brother Yan hasn't treated me all that specially. He just normally takes me along and gives me pointers now and then. Maybe it's because there's too much I don't understand, so I've made him waste a lot of breath.
"You think he treats me well because you haven't interacted with him much. I feel like, as long as you don't provoke him, he's pretty good to everyone. If you went out to visit residents with him, it'd be the same."
"I'd like to, but the director has me doing public security."
"Well, well. Comrade Dawei doesn't look down on us community officers anymore? You want to