When his superior retired, Li Lin, as his secretary, was implicated and demoted to an indefinite secondment as deputy township head in a remote rural town.
With no backing, Li Lin's polit...
"Sure, I heard there's a noodle shop next to your approval hall that makes really good noodles with soybean paste. I think we can make some side dishes and eat noodles with soybean paste for lunch."
Zhao Jie quickly waved his hand to refuse, saying, "Boss, that won't work. How can you eat noodles with soybean paste when you are here? It's not appropriate. It's cold. Let's go eat hot pot. Copper pot lamb, a good meal. Let me show my hospitality as a host."
"Copper pot mutton? We are a bunch of grown men, and we will definitely make you broke in one meal... You should eat noodles with soybean paste. Eat it early so you can rest for a while at noon."
Li Lin smiled and refused. Although it was at his own expense, in the eyes of some people, even if you didn't spend public money, they would think you were eating at public expense.
The higher the position, the more attention should be paid to the influence. We cannot let employees and ordinary people say behind the back that these officials are really corrupt...
Looking at the time, Li Lin estimated that Wu Xiongfei should have taken those scalpers back to the detention center.
I was just about to call him and invite him to have lunch together.
Wu Xiongfei's phone call suddenly came in.
Li Lin smiled and said, "We are in tune with each other. I was just about to call you when you called me..."
Before he could finish his words, Wu Xiongfei's hurried voice came over.
"County Magistrate Li, I have some bad news for you. The scalper named Liu Zhong suddenly fell ill while being escorted to the detention center. He is now in the hospital for emergency treatment... The doctor said the situation is not optimistic and his life may be in danger..."
Li Lin's heart sank, and he looked nervous, "Which hospital? I'll go there now!"