In the classroom of the Party school, Song Guanchao leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the elderly professor at the podium, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.
Yesterday, he was meant to investigate those deputy directors, but suddenly learned that Wu Qiangwei had been promoted.
There's moving into a new apartment and an upcoming farewell party.
Song Guanchao felt like there wasn't enough time.
"It's time to go back for a trip."
He needed to check the call records and bank transactions of those deputy directors, something he couldn't handle alone, and needed to find Zeng Li for help.
But there were some things he could do, like checking their dashcam records.
No sooner said than done, after class, Song Guanchao hurried back to his dormitory.
"Madman, bring Zhijun and the others to the Provincial City, call me when you arrive."
He hung up the phone and went out, ready to first find out the license plate numbers of those deputy directors.
