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Chen Bin took a closer look and found that it was a petition against the "Entertainment-Focused Station" initiative.
Six full pages, densely packed with signatures.
Moreover, above each name was a bright red fingerprint.
After carefully flipping through it, Chen Bin realized there were quite a few names he recognized.
He sighed deeply, his face looking grim.
Xiao Cong, who was an old acquaintance of Chen Bin, invited him to sit down.
He began, "It seems like you've got plenty of dissenters."
"It's not that there are many dissenters, but rather that I have almost no supporters. Especially those three deputy directors—they think my qualifications are too shallow. They're not convinced that I became the director after just a year."
"That's normal. You've been in politics for so many years; this certainly can't be the first time you've faced this kind of situation."
