Saturday.
Morning. Qu Yunxuan's apartment.
Ring, ring, ring … Dong Xuebing's phone rang.
Dong Xuebing opened his eyes sleepily. It was already dawn, and the light from the windows was blinding him. He squinted his eyes and searched for his iPhone 4S beside his pillow. Dong Xuebing felt a little uncomfortable.
It was Shen Fei, Nanshan District Executive Deputy Mayor.
"Hello, Mayor Shen."
"Chief Dong, how's the model unit?"
"Oh, I'm doing this in Beijing. I'm running now."
"Good. If there is any progress, report to the district immediately. We will get it."
"I understand."
Dong Xuebing threw his phone on the bed and yawned. He looked to his right, but there was no sign of Qu Yunxuan. He thought Qu Yunxuan was afraid her parents would find out she had snuck out at night and had returned home. He put on his clothes and put on his slippers before opening the bedroom door. Eh? Dong Xuebing noticed the bathroom lights were on when he walked out. He walked over and saw Qu Yunxuan in maternity clothes standing in front of the sink. She was washing Dong Xuebing's socks. The bathroom was filled with the smell of soap.
"You are awake?" Qu Yunxuan did not turn around and looked at Dong Xuebing in the mirror. She asked: "Who called earlier? Your leader? "
Dong Xuebing nodded. "Executive Deputy Mayor is asking me to do something."
"Then I will heat up the food for you after you wash your socks. Wash your face first."
"You don't need to wash your socks. You are almost 7 months pregnant, and you should not be tired." Dong Xuebing walked over and snatched the socks from Qu Yunxuan. "Give it to me. I will do it myself."
"No need. Do you think a dirty socks can make me tired?"
"Just give it to me. Hurry up."
"I said I don't need it. Go away and wash your face."
Dong Xuebing tried to argue with Qu Yunxuan, but he could not win against her. He washed up and changed into a pair of new socks. When he walked out, he could smell the food. Qu Yunxuan had brought out plates of breakfast. There was porridge, salted vegetables, sausages, and eggs. Dong Xuebing looked at the virtuous Qu Yunxuan and pulled her over to join him for breakfast.
"Eat slowly." Qu Yunxuan looked at Dong Xuebing with a smile and took out a napkin to wipe his lips. "Are you going out later?"
Dong Xuebing nodded while eating. "I will make a trip to the Ministry."
"Are you coming back tonight?"
"I'm back. I'll be leaving tomorrow or the day after. I'll spend more time with you this time."
"Hehe, then I'll be waiting for you tonight. Heh, I said eat slowly, no one is going to fight with you."
"I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time. It's delicious."
"Smooth talker." Qu Yunxuan poked Dong Xuebing's forehead. "You only know how to make me happy."
Dong Xuebing left Qu Yunxuan's house before 9 am and drove Aunt Xuan's Mercedes to Jianguo Hotel. He met up with Zhou Yanru and Wang Yuling.
In a calibration room upstairs.
When he knocked on the door and entered, Zhou Yanru had already woken up. Wang Yuling was also in her room.
"Director, please come in."
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Yes, I just ate on the second floor of the hotel."
"Eh, where is Cheng Cheng?"
"I had sent her to her Aunt's place last night."
"Ok. Pack up and let's go. Mayor Shen had called me this morning. The District Government is very interested in the Model Unit for the Elderly and asked us to get it."
Last night, after Dong Xuebing left, Zhou Yanru and Wang Yuling drove around Beijing. They went to the shopping malls and Wangfujing for supper. They had a good time. It's rare to meet such a caring leader, and it's a rare opportunity for them to go on a business trip. But now, Zhou Yanru and Wang Yuling's expressions changed. They knew they will be disgraced if they don't pass the Model Unit assessment. This is no longer their problem. It's the Guangming Street Office and Nanshan District Government's wish. Even if they don't have high hopes, they must still try their best to get it done.
Civil Affairs Ministry.
The Cayenne's number was limited today, and they are driving a Mercedes.
At the entrance of the compound, their car was stopped by the security guard. "Who are you looking for?"
Wang Yuling, who was driving, pressed down the window. "I am here to submit my application for the Model Unit for the Elderly. This is a temporary quota, and I need to complete the paperwork."
"Wait a minute." The security guard went back to make a phone call and came out after a while. "Which unit are you from?"
"Fen Zhou City's Guangming Street Office." Wang Yuling replied.
The security guard nodded and points to a shorter building. "That building, second floor. Chief Ling is in charge of it."
"Brother." Wang Yuling replied politely. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Let's register first."
Wang Yuling alighted from the car to register.
Ever since Wang Yuling came to Beijing, she no longer behaved like a spoiled brat when she was in Nanshan District. She is very reserved and cautious. She should know there are many talented people in Beijing. In Nanshan District, her uncle, Wang Anshi, might be able to do whatever he wants. But in Beijing, even the Party Secretary's uncle is nothing. That's why Wang Yuling keeps a low profile.
The office building on the west side.
This office building is under the jurisdiction of the General Office, and Zhou Yanru asked about Chief Ling and told him why she is here.
That staff looked at them. "Wait a minute." He went upstairs.
After a while, another staff came down from upstairs. "Chief Ling is in his office. Please wait for a while." That staff left with the documents and ignored them.
Dong Xuebing saw this and decided to wait.
The three of them sat in the resting area on the first floor, and Zhou Yanru went to the water dispenser to pour a glass of water for Dong Xuebing.
Half an hour …
One hour …
Two hours …
Zhou Yanru looked at her watch. It's almost noon.
Dong Xuebing is also getting impatient. "Xiao Wang, go and ask again."
"Ok." Wang Yuling agreed and stood up to look for that staff. "Can I ask if Chief Ling is here? I have been waiting for two hours."
That staff frowned and looked at Wang Yuling. He made a call and said to her. "Go to the second floor in ten minutes."
Wang Yuling quickly replied. "Thank you."
After a while, Dong Xuebing, Wang Yuling, and Wang Yuling went upstairs and entered an office. In the office, a man in his mid-thirties is sitting behind a desk. He is tapping on a document with a fountain pen without lifting his head.
"Chief Ling, they are here." The staff said respectfully.
Chief Ling held his pen and waved his hand. "Got it."
The staff left the office and closed the door.
After Chief Ling left, Dong Xuebing and the rest did not dare to sit down. Zhou Yanru quickly took out an application form. "Hi, Chief Ling. We are from Fen Zhou City's Guangming Street Office. This is the application for the Elderly Model Unit. Please take a look."
Chief Ling still did not lift his head and continued reading his documents. "Didn't we finish the application a long time ago?"
"We are a temporary addition from the inspection team, and we had passed the preliminary examination."
"The Elderly Model Unit is in charge of the application." Chief Ling wrote something on the desk. "Just hand the application to the Elderly Model Unit. We are not in charge of it."
Wang Yuling interrupted. "But the Elderly Model Unit said …"
"Go and submit the application to them and go back." Chief Ling said.
Dong Xuebing frowned. Damn! You made us wait for more than two hours, and now you are telling us you are not in charge? What do you mean? Are you wasting our time?
Zhou Yanru is also unhappy. But Chief Ling is a leader from the Ministry, and she cannot vent her anger on him. "Sorry to disturb you."
After leaving the office, Wang Yuling shouted angrily. "What's with this attitude?!"
Zhou Yanru lowered her voice. "Lower your voice."
"After the whole morning, all you get is this. His time is precious, and ours is not?"
"It's hard to get things done outside, let alone the Central Government." Zhou Yanru replied calmly. "Stop grumbling. Let's go."
"Chief, what should we do?" Wang Yuling asked.
Dong Xuebing suppressed his anger. "… go to the National Elderly Model Unit."
Although he is angry, he still needs to do this.
… …
Noon.
After having lunch outside, Dong Xuebing and the rest went to the National Elderly Model Unit in Haidian District. This unit is quite far from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and there was a traffic jam. Dong Xuebing and the rest only arrived at around 1.30 pm. After explaining the situation, the staff brought them to Chief Liu's office.
"Hello, Chief Liu." Dong Xuebing smiled politely.
Chief Liu paused for a second. "You sound like Chief Dong from Guangming Street Office?"
Dong Xuebing also felt his voice was familiar. "Oh, you are the one who called me yesterday?"
"Yes." Chief Liu laughed. "What's wrong? You all still have not submitted the application? The audit had started, and you all must hurry up. If you all are late, you will miss the inspection. "
Dong Xuebing smiled. "I am here for this and had gone to the Ministry of Civil Affairs this morning. But Chief Ling told me that the Elderly Model Unit is in charge of filing the application and is not under their jurisdiction."
Chief Liu frowned. "Not under their jurisdiction? Now, all the applications for the Elderly Model Unit had been filed with the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and they will be filed on Wednesday. The Elderly Model Unit is only in charge of making suggestions, and the Ministry of Civil Affairs is the one in charge of filing the applications. Chief Dong, I am not trying to play Tai Chi with you. Even if I accept your application, it is useless. The Ministry of Civil Affairs will be filing the applications, and this is for them. "
Chief Liu did not put on any airs and was very sincere. Dong Xuebing knew the Ministry of Civil Affairs was in charge of this application.
Zhou Yanru and Wang Yuling glanced at each other. Why did they go back to where they came from?
Dong Xuebing is also frustrated. Ever since he became a government official, it's been a long time since he saw such 'local specialties.' Playing Tai Chi? Did he f * cking hit this bro!?
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