"Little Song..." When the phone connected, Jiang Xueliang started with this name but suddenly felt it awkward and somewhat impolite.
"Hello, uncle," came Song Xiaodong's hearty voice from the other end of the phone.
With a single 'uncle,' Jiang Xueliang's nerves slightly relaxed. "I'm back at the district committee office, and I've been promoted to director. That Liu Qingyuan has been taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission."
"Hmm, a biting dog like him deserves to be killed and stewed," Song Xiaodong said without the slightest hint of surprise, sounding very calm.
"Thank you!" Jiang Xueliang's bit of suspicion also vanished at that moment.
"Ha... Uncle, you are too polite. A good official like you deserves a better position. Just keep up the good work, and more opportunities will come."
