On Tuesday morning, as Chen Bin had just walked into his office,
Jiang Huai knocked on the door and came in.
"Secretary Chen, the town allocated two hundred thousand yuan to the villages. Are you aware of this matter?"
Chen Bin felt slightly bewildered after hearing this.
"No, I wasn't aware. No one mentioned it to me. What is the two hundred thousand yuan for?"
"I heard it's supposed to enrich the villagers' ideological and cultural lives. As for the specifics, I don't know much either."
Two hundred thousand yuan was no small sum for impoverished Qinghe Town.
More importantly, as the town's Party Secretary, Chen Bin wasn't even informed of such a major decision.
Looking at Chen Bin's calm demeanor, Jiang Huai was utterly surprised.
In truth, the matter had already occurred yesterday. Jiang Huai deliberately waited until today to bring it up to gauge Chen Bin's reaction.
Before entering the office, he had guessed that Chen Bin would surely explode in anger.