Chapter 1780

Chapter 1780

On the Road.

In the Car.

At this moment, Dong Xuebing couldn't care less about how fast Fang Wenping was driving. It didn’t matter; his mind drifted elsewhere, focusing on more important matters.

A few minutes later.

Dong Xuebing suddenly asked, “Did Secretary Li Gui'an have plans for a transfer?”

Fang Wenping replied indifferently, “He’s only been in the position for less than two years and has been doing well. There’s no reason to transfer him. He’s achieved some results during his term, but nothing significant. If you hadn’t come to me and I hadn’t made a call to a friend, do you think you’d be here now?”

Dong Xuebing blinked and said, “Oh, I know you helped me. Didn’t I already say I owe you a favor? I’m just asking if this would’ve happened if I hadn’t come. If you hadn’t made that call, would Li Gui'an have continued working in Jiaolin County without any changes?”

Fang Wenping said, “He probably wouldn’t have been transferred in the short term. The County Party Secretary is the top leader, a crucial position. Generally, they aren’t moved for at least three years.”

Dong Xuebing said, “Oh.”

“Why are you asking about this?” Fang Wenping asked.

Dong Xuebing replied, “No reason, just curious.”

As he spoke, Dong Xuebing took out his phone. He went online, checking the official website of Jiaolin County, specifically looking at the leadership profiles. He had done research before, but it was mostly on news and events in Jiaolin County, not the leadership. As he looked, it was precisely as Fang Wenping had said—the previous County Party Secretary was indeed Li Gui'an, and the County Mayor was Zhang Dongfang. It was all written down, clear as day, so there was no mistake. But the more confident he became, the more uneasy Dong Xuebing felt.

What’s going on?

How could this be?

Why did the previous County Party Secretary leave?

It wasn’t that Dong Xuebing was overthinking things; he was genuinely concerned about this issue. It might seem unimportant at first glance—whether Li Gui'an left office in the past or now might not seem directly related to Dong Xuebing. But in reality, it was. Dong Xuebing couldn't help but worry: what if, after taking office, he encountered some unavoidable circumstances and ended up like Li Gui'an, either dismissed or transferred? If Dong Xuebing left, the discovery of the ancient tomb and the upgrade of the county to a county-level city a few months later would have nothing to do with him. That was something Dong Xuebing was unwilling to accept—something he absolutely couldn’t allow. He came here, even accepting a lower position, to secure a deputy bureau-level rank. He wouldn’t have the face to return if he didn't achieve his goal. This time, he aimed to secure the position of Party Secretary of the future county-level city, so after hearing Fang Wenping's words, Dong Xuebing felt a bit uncertain.

Ten minutes later.

They arrived at the long-distance bus station.

It was a bit run-down, an old station in a suburban area.

Dong Xuebing took a look and then said to Fang Wenping, "Well, I’m off." "Off" is a Beijing slang word meaning to leave or go.

Fang Wenping barely acknowledged him with a grunt, not even bothering to say goodbye.

Dong Xuebing got out of the car with his luggage, and just as he was about to say something to her through the window, the Range Rover roared to life and sped off.

Dong Xuebing almost kicked the car in frustration. Fang Wenping was infuriated, but what could he do? She was the boss.

He turned and walked towards the station.

Dong Xuebing took a deep breath and pushed the issue with Li Gui'an to the back of his mind. He hadn’t forgotten it, but he couldn't resolve it now. He decided to set it aside and plan to investigate further once he settled in. Dong Xuebing would continue to feel uneasy if he couldn't figure this out.

He had to secure the deputy bureau-level rank within a few months.

The more he valued it, the more he cared.