Just like that, he leaned quietly against the chair for 2 minutes, and Yan Chen, looking somewhat fatigued, said, "Have Shi Youxin adjust Qiu Tu's position, from Deputy Division Chief of the Political Department to Deputy Division Chief of the Administrative Office."
"Yes," his new secretary responded and then went out to make arrangements.
The combination of moves that Yan Chen unleashed was both swift and fierce, overwhelming the Investigation Bureau from top to bottom.
And for those who didn't know the real inside story, they could only analyze the current situation from what they saw on the surface:
After returning from sick leave, Director Yan discovered that Qiu Tu, in collusion with Director Tang, had usurped major powers of the Investigation Bureau, recklessly inserting his confidants.
So in a rage, he retaliated against Qiu Tu.
First, he suspended all the confidants promoted by Qiu Tu, and then adjusted Qiu Tu's position. But even that did not appease Director Yan's anger. In the end, he directly banished Qiu Tu to the Lengshui Yamen!
"Qiu Tu is finished...."
This piece of news spread through the Investigation Bureau almost instantly.
For a time, many investigators felt a bit sentimental.
After all, Qiu Tu too was a legend in their hearts.
In just a few months, he had made successive jumps in rank, ascending to a stature that most had to look up to.
Many young investigators regarded Qiu Tu as an idol, hoping that one day they too could soar to success like him.
But unexpectedly... in just a few months, through fire and frying oil, amidst glory decked in flowers, all the brilliance ultimately had to end in downfall....
This world, after all, belongs to those with noble births, with backgrounds, born as people above others....
Meanwhile, as Xinjie City Investigation Bureau was undergoing rapid changes.
Sanctuary, on the 16th floor of the General Investigation Bureau. Organizational Department Meeting Room No. 1.
The closed-door meeting that lasted for over an hour finally ended.
Yue Zaitian looked grim, his eyes complicated as he raised his hand.
At this moment, the Chief of the Cadre Division, Yang Zaiwen, also quickly cast his vote, "Agree to appoint Qiu Tu as the Head of the Xinjie City Investigation Bureau Political Department, five votes."
"According to regulations, Qiu Tu will become the next Head of the Political Department of Xinjie City Investigation Bureau."
As the appointment letter was written, a few people signed, and this appointment also signified its official effect.
Yue Zaitian's gaze swept over the few people present with complexity, puzzled in his heart.
Among the deputy chiefs of the Organizational Department, Zhen Lie belonged to the "Iron-Blood Faction," Zhou Jingfu to the "Fengtian Faction," and Meng Sanzhai to the "Reformist Faction."
These three people, according to the information provided by Yan Chen, except for Zhou Jingfu, seemed to have no connection with Qiu Tu.
With this in mind, he involuntarily turned to look at Ouyang Heng sitting next to him. Ouyang Heng was from the "Free Democracy Faction," even less connected to Qiu Tu.
But why... all four of them, supported Qiu Tu!
Furthermore, among these four, Zhou Jingfu of the "Fengtian Faction" was the most laid-back, merely showing support for Qiu Tu and hardly speaking at all.
On the contrary, it seemed like the other three were truly in on the action!
Honestly, Yue Zaitian even began to suspect that they were not really supporting Qiu Tu but were instead trying to strike at him!
What on earth is going on!
With these thoughts, Yue Zaitian took a deep breath, pushing down the frustration of things slipping out of control.
Knowing that this matter hadn't been handled well, he took out his communicator and sent a brief message to both Huang Shangzong and Yan Chen.
"Qiu Tu elected as Director."
Afterward, he took another deep breath, put away the communicator, and continued to start voting on several other personnel appointments.
Xinjie City Investigation Bureau, Bureau Chief's office.
Yan Chen looked at the text on the communicator screen, his aged face becoming extremely unsightly.
The communicator creaked loudly in his grip, the sound particularly grating in the empty office, as if it might explode at any second....