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Chapter 230: [229] Today is too difficult, the secretary's lament

As more and more invitation letters were sent out, Xing Peng felt that this job was becoming increasingly difficult.

"Knock! Knock!"

Another door was knocked on.

The front door quickly opened.

A little girl's head poked out.

Judging from her appearance and height, she should be around six or seven years old.

She saw two inspectors standing outside the door, and her big eyes immediately lit up. "Good morning, Mr. Inspector!"

Xing Peng squeezed out a smile and quickly took out a candy to hand it over. "Beautiful miss, good morning!"

The little girl glanced at the candy and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Instead of taking the candy, she looked at him with hope and asked, "Sir, my mom and dad went on a trip, can you tell me where they went?"

Xing Peng opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

The parents of this little girl were the victims of the Divine Language Incident.

But the problem was, he couldn't bring himself to tell such a cruel fact to such a young child.

The little girl pleaded pitifully, "I haven't seen my mom and dad for two days. Grandma said they went to a faraway place to work. I miss them so much."

Xing Peng felt a lump in his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After racking his brains for a while, he could only come up with a clumsy consolation, "Your mom and dad should be able to come back soon."

The little girl immediately believed his words and became happy again, then asked, "Sir, how soon is soon? Is it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Xing Peng deeply felt that this was the most difficult question he had ever encountered in his life.

Ma Shouyi glanced at his colleague, feeling both deep sympathy for the little girl and secretly relieved that she didn't ask him.

The dog crouched beside them, its gaze also filled with pity.

Fortunately, someone came to resolve the situation.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of a cane hitting the ground came closer.

An old voice floated over, containing a barely perceptible sadness, "Xiaoyan, the inspectors are too busy with their work, I'm afraid they can't answer your question."

With these words, an old woman with white hair appeared at the door, leaning on a cane.

The little girl turned her head and called out, "Grandma," disappointment written all over her face.

Xing Peng let out a long breath and greeted the old woman, "Madam, good morning."

The old woman replied, "Good morning," and immediately sent her granddaughter away, "Xiaoyan, go pour a cup of tea for the two inspectors."

The little girl responded and ran off.

Only then did Xing Peng hand over an invitation letter, quickly explaining the details of the public memorial, and finally said, "Please accept my condolences."

The tone of the old woman sounded very calm, "Thank you! I will attend on time!"

But as she took the invitation letter, her hand trembled uncontrollably, indicating that the old woman was enduring unimaginable pain.

Xing Peng stared at the thin and weak hand, the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

He suddenly remembered the rumors circulating in the outpost.

It was said that after the Director saw a list of over five hundred civilian casualties, he walked alone in the winter garden for several rounds before ordering an emergency meeting.

At the beginning of the meeting, Director Cheng, in front of all the participants, said with a self-deprecating expression, "I feel so incompetent."

Although Xing Peng insisted that Director Cheng was the most capable director the city had ever had, he fully understood the Director's feelings when he spoke.

Witnessing so much sadness, seeing the tragic scenes of families being destroyed, he felt a strong sense of anger and helplessness.

Xing Peng sighed and took out a dozen silver coins from his pocket, quickly stuffing them into the old woman's pocket, then left as if fleeing.

Because he was afraid to face the gaze of the little girl.

Especially the expectation in her eyes, it felt like a knife stabbing him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Five minutes later.

In front of another house.

Xing Peng and Ma Shouyi exchanged a glance, both seeing fear in each other's eyes.

Both of them had heavy expressions and didn't dare to knock on the door.

This morning, they had heard too many cries, and the psychological pressure was too great.

"Woof!"

The spiritual mastiff suddenly barked and took the initiative to step forward, using its paws to pat the door a few times.

"Dong! Dong!"

The two inspectors took a deep breath simultaneously, their hearts racing.

Today has been really tough!

This was the shared thought in their minds.

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The Legislative Building.

At the entrance of the most luxurious and spacious office on the top floor.

Ding Shulin, the secretary of the Grand Chancellor, also took a deep breath and knocked on the door made of high-quality wood.

"Dong! Dong!"

This mature and elegant woman, with a delicate and charming face, held a thin file in her hands, looking anxious.

After a moment.

"Come in!"

The voice of Grand Chancellor Bai Yichuan sounded impatient.

Ding Shulin cautiously pushed open the door and stepped into the luxurious office, walking straight to the desk that was no less than six square meters in size.

She bent down and placed the file in front of the Grand Chancellor, respectfully saying, "Your Excellency, this is today's information briefing."

The female secretary was wearing a uniform with a low neckline, which was the Grand Chancellor's favorite attire. Her movements revealed certain captivating scenery.

Bai Yichuan raised his aged face and first glanced habitually at the secretary's figure before locking his gaze on Ding Shulin's face. "Any news from the Inspection Bureau?"

Recently, for some undisclosed reason, the Grand Chancellor had been particularly concerned about the news from the Inspection Bureau and would inquire several times a day.

Ding Shulin was very reluctant to answer in her heart, but she had no choice but to reply, "The Inspection Bureau plans to hold a large-scale public memorial ceremony in two days..."

She detailed the background of the matter.

Only then did the female secretary mention the matter of the "invitation letter" and reluctantly added, "The Inspection Bureau claims that the Council will provide compensation to the common people during the memorial ceremony."

As she had expected.

Bai Yichuan suddenly became furious. "Damn it, they're really going too far!"

"Bang!"

The Grand Chancellor slammed the table heavily.

Ding Shulin was frightened.

Bai Yichuan roared, "That bastard Cheng, I have never offended him. I have always tolerated his arrogance, but he keeps coming to provoke me!"

Ding Shulin lowered her head, not daring to look at her superior, and couldn't help but curse in her heart: Being provoked but only daring to shut the door and shout, not daring to compete with Director Cheng. With such a boss, I'm really unlucky!

"Smack!"

The file was swept off the table by Bai Yichuan and scattered all over the floor.

This was undoubtedly an act of venting.

Ding Shulin caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of her eye and silently cursed "useless" in her heart.

Clearly, her rank was higher than Director Cheng's, but she was bullied so miserably by him. She didn't even dare to fight back. If this isn't being useless, then what is it?

Bai Yichuan took a few deep breaths, then turned his head and glanced at the secretary's face, suddenly feeling a wicked fire rising in his heart.

He viciously scolded, "You bastard, kneel down for me."

Ding Shulin had anticipated this and quickly squeezed out a flattering smile, obediently obeying the order.

This was Bai's old dog's habit.

Whenever he was unhappy, he would vent on his subordinates. Since Director Cheng took office, this kind of thing had become more frequent.

Ding Shulin's movements were slightly slower, and she felt a hand grab her long hair and forcefully pull it. "Hurry up!"

The female secretary was in pain but dared not cry out, so she crawled over using both hands and feet.

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Ten minutes later.

"Bang!"

Ding Shulin quickly closed the door of the restroom and turned on the faucet to the maximum, unable to help but retch.

"Ugh~"

The female secretary retched for a while, then rinsed her mouth for a full minute.

She covered her swollen and painful throat and cursed in a very low voice, "Only knows how to bully me. Director Cheng says a word, and I have to obediently comply. Damn that old dog."

Just now, Bai Yichuan had given an order, demanding that the Treasury Department raise the compensation for the common people within a day, with a tough attitude that made the female secretary utterly disgusted.

Ding Shulin rubbed her sore mouth a few times and couldn't help but sigh, "Why didn't Xuan Ge issue the order earlier to drive away this old dog?"

(End of this chapter)