Director You was somewhat annoyed. You, Song Guanchao, are the District Chief of Tongchi District; what are you doing here in Zhujiang District?
Moreover, he was part of the police system, whose superior unit was the Police Department, not your Zhujiang District.
I give you face by calling you District Chief Song; without face, what are you?
Of course, Director You was just thinking this and wouldn't really make the scene unpleasant.
He pulled out the chair and sat down, saying, "District Chief Song, this is the branch."
The implication was that this was his territory.
Song Guanchao chuckled, picked up the document in front of him, and tossed it over.
Director You was a bit befuddled, picked up the document.
A moment later, his face changed drastically.
The three deputy directors had been observing.
Seeing the reaction of Director You, they felt a bit panicked inside.
What's written on this document?
"This, this..." Director You couldn't even speak properly.
