The Discipline Inspection Commission secretary's office.
Secretary Ye Feng had originally planned to plead a headache and take some rest. But inspired by the Party secretary and mayor's talk of "a great responsibility falling upon his shoulders," he had been forced to keep working despite his illness. Now he was anxiously examining the case files personally delivered by the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
Then he realized his headache was not an act after all! It really hurt!
Xiao Zhou! You're my nightmare!
He raised his head to meet Director Zhou's expectant gaze. With great difficulty, Ye Feng forced his lips into a smile that looked more like a grimace. "I'll keep these materials, Xiao Zhou. You've supported my work all this time. I'm truly so 'grateful'!"
Director Zhou smiled happily. See? Secretary Ye thanked me again!
Well, it makes sense. Even as I'm about to leave Changtian, I haven't forgotten to bring Secretary Ye a generous parting gift. Anyone would be deeply moved by such friendship.
Unfortunately, Secretary Ye Feng was so busy with work that he had never had time to treat him to a meal. Never mind-he would find an opportunity to treat Secretary Ye instead!
With that thought, Zhou Yi stood up and said sincerely, "There's no need to thank me, Secretary Ye. It's an honor to help you. I'll be going, then. If any new evidence turns up, I'll pass it on to you!"
The smile froze on Ye Feng's face. I'd rather you didn't help me with this sort of thing! So please stop feeling honored, too!
He escorted Director Zhou out of the office as though seeing off a harbinger of disaster.
Returning to his desk, Ye Feng pulled a stack of photographs from the envelope and examined them closely. His