After everyone returned to the main room and sat down, Li Mingyuan started talking.
"Mom, do you remember what I said last time about Director Zheng not coming to work?"
Li Mingyuan lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I just found out the truth yesterday—he's been fired and investigated!"
"What?" Li Guifang nearly dropped the teacup in her hand. "That Director Zheng? Isn't he quite capable?"
Li Mingyuan shook his head and moved closer: "I also heard it from my colleagues.
Initially, his ex-wife reported him for having affairs with other women. The Discipline Inspection Commission investigated and found nothing serious, but later on, they uncovered a whole host of problems.
"How do you know so much?" Li Minghua couldn't help but interrupt.
"I didn't know about it originally," Li Mingyuan explained. "A colleague who was on a business trip to Shanghai came back and told me yesterday. Now it's all over the place at work!"
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After Zhang Wei finished his business in Shanghai, he looked at his watch and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon.
There were still four hours before the return train. He stood at the hotel window, boredly counting the tall buildings in the distance, when he suddenly thought of Director Zheng, who had not appeared for more than a month.
"How about... go see Director Zheng?" Zhang Wei muttered to himself, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the windowsill.
In the past month, without Director Zheng in charge of the unit, he actually missed the days when he had to bow and nod.
Although my back is straighter now, there is still a lot of work to do!
Although he had to try his best to flatter Director Zheng in the past, as soon as he turned into a human fart launcher, his work could be accurately passed on to the other two unlucky deputy directors like a hot potato.
Life back then was so comfortable. It’s nothing like the hard times now!
Zhang Wei knew that Director Zheng loved to drink Longjing tea, so he specially bought half a pound of the best Mingqian tea at the Nanjing Road Tea Shop.
When packaging it, I asked the clerk to tie an exquisite firework with a red ribbon.
I hope this gift will make the director happy and get him a promotion and a raise!
He even rehearsed in his mind the flattering words he would say when handing over the gift!
After taking the clanging tram, Zhang Wei arrived at the gate of Director Zheng's community.
The security guard at the door, Lao Ma, was dozing off. He let the person in without even looking at who it was!
Zhang Wei thought that even the security guards remembered him, Director Zheng's favorite.
Entering Unit Building No. 3, Zhang Wei began to climb the stairs as if he was familiar with the place.
The fourth floor was not very high, but he still stopped halfway to catch his breath and straighten his neat Zhongshan suit.
He checked the tea gift box in his hand to make sure the red ribbon was not loose before continuing to walk up.
Standing in front of the door of Room 403, Zhang Wei was about to knock when he suddenly froze - there was a thick layer of dust on the door handle, two seals were cross-stuck on the door crack, and the bright red seal of "Shanghai Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection" was still so glaring in the dim corridor.
"This..." Zhang Wei's hand was suspended in mid-air, and the tea gift box almost fell out of his hand.
He took a half step back and checked the house number, thinking he had walked into the wrong door.
But the mottled number "403" on the wall and the remnant of the "Fu" character by the door, which he had helped to paste two years ago, clearly told him that he was in the right place.
"Young man, who are you looking for?" The sudden voice behind him scared Zhang Wei so much that he shivered.
When he turned around, he saw an older woman with curly hair living across the street, carrying a basket of vegetables, looking at him with an inquiring look.
"Auntie!" Zhang Wei hurried forward, his voice unconsciously lowered. "Excuse me, is this Director Zheng's home?"
The auntie's eyes immediately became alert, and she spoke in a thick Shanghainese accent: "You are the auntie, call me sister, understand! Who are you to him?"
"I'm his...colleague." Zhang Wei swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, "The bureau sent me to see him..."
"Oh!" The old lady curled her lips, suddenly perking up, "Is your company so out of touch with the news? He must have been taken away a long time ago!"
She put down her basket and began to describe it with great emotion, "Before the Lunar New Year, it seemed to be the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. A car arrived in the middle of the night with sirens blaring, waking up the whole building. It was terrifying!"
Zhang Wei was completely confused by what he said!
Seeing this, the old lady became even more excited. She leaned closer and lowered her voice: "Oh my! It was a lively scene that day when their house was searched! The comrades from the Discipline Inspection Commission found gold bars from under their bed, in the toilet tank, and even in the small fish tank on the balcony--"
She stretched out her chubby fingers and gestured, "So long! So thick! There are more than a dozen of them, all so bright yellow that it makes me dizzy!"
The aunt suddenly lowered her voice and leaned closer, looking mysterious. "You didn't know that this letter of denunciation was actually written by his wife. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this is what they call 'sharing the same bed for over a decade, and then all is over after one denunciation!'"
She smacked her lips, a look of gloating: "So, officials should not be too greedy, otherwise even your dearest daughter-in-law will kill you for the sake of justice!"
Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to find his voice. "Then...where's his son?"
Zhang Wei heard his voice trembling.
"They divorced a long time ago! The child lives with her mother." The aunt suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up. "Oh, by the way, a few days ago a woman came to see him, crying so miserably. If you didn't know, you would have thought it was her husband who was incarcerated!"
I felt strange at the time, but later I found out that she was his sister-in-law. Isn’t that funny?
My elder sister reported her husband, but instead of comforting her, she's crying over her ex-brother-in-law..."
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