A heartthrob? Here you go!

"This plan - Director Bai seems to have not yet submitted it to the committee's office for review?" Song Jingshen asked gently.

Bai Xun frowned slightly, and then said as usual: "The proposal has been reviewed by the parliament at first, and all subsequent plans have been approved by Councillor Fang."

He adjusted his glasses with the tip of his finger and looked up at Song Jingshen: "After the proposal is passed, the plan does not need to be reviewed and approved by the committee. Today I am here to cooperate with Committee Member Song, not to approve it."

Song Jingshen smiled: "Does Director Bai think his plan is perfect?"

Bai Xun took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said, "I don't mean to brag about myself.

"But there was a lot of noise this morning."

Song Jingshen's smile faded: "Commissioner Yu is conscientiously hosting the event in front of the camera, while you are in the back, unable to even control public opinion——"

At this point, Song Jingshen's clear and cold eyes shot towards him fiercely, and he said sternly: "In my opinion, it is a manifestation of incompetence."

A piece of trash who uses work to seduce Xiaoyu and cause more trouble!

Bai Xun's eyes darkened slightly, he clenched the documents in his hand, frowning: "Yes, it is true that I missed something, but the follow-up..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Jingshen's sharp words.

"Since you are incompetent, you should give up your position voluntarily instead of letting others clean up your mess for nothing!"

After he finished speaking, the dark blue folder was thrown aside with a loud bang.

Bai Xun's eyelids twitched for a moment, and his gaze turned to the folder that was smashed into pieces. He pursed his lips, the nerves in his forehead twitched violently a few times, and he said nothing.

Song Jingshen took the pen, lowered his head and continued writing, saying as he wrote: "Officer Bai's ability is worrying. I can't trust him at all. Please let another person in charge contact me."

Bai Xun did not move. He retracted his gaze and looked at Song Jingshen. There was a hint of madness in his silence: "I am incompetent. Who does Commissioner Song want to take over?"

"Yourself?"

Enough is enough!

Whether it's Shen Du or Song Jingshen,

"Are you angry and worried that the subsequent public opinion will be unfavorable to you?"

This bunch of stinking nobles who don't understand what I'm saying and not only cause more trouble!

The sharp and cold pen paused. Song Jingshen held the pen and looked up at Bai Xun. He saw Bai Xun staring at him and said word by word:

"Are you still afraid that I've taken away Commissioner Yu's attention? And taken away your position?"

If he can't do it anymore, no one will have a good life!!!

"boom--"

The originally sharp fountain pen was deeply stuck in the wood table, leaving only half of the pen body held by the hand as smooth and white as fine glaze.

Commissioner Song, who was always gentle and polite, took off his gentle outer coat and pierced the young man with glasses opposite him with a cold and sharp gaze.

Bai Xun looked at him quietly.

How ridiculous.

How pitiful.

Who would have believed that Song Weishi, who had always been so prestigious and popular, now looked like a jealous husband who was worried about gains and losses.

No wonder Yu Ge would dislike him.

One has to be crazy to be obedient!

Bai Xun indifferently took out another plan and pushed it to Song Jingshen: "Next I will need to find Special Inspector Shen for cooperation. If I spend too much time with Commissioner Song——"

Bai Xun said calmly, "Then Commissioner Yu will be in charge of Special Governor Shen's affairs. Is this what Commissioner Song wants to see?"

"Can you cooperate now?"

The blue veins on the back of his fair hand suddenly bulged. He grasped the pen and pulled it out with force. Tiny, sharp wood chips were brought out and splashed into Song Jingshen's hand.

Song Jingshen took the plan expressionlessly, and with the twisted pen, he wrote heavily in fluent and sharp handwriting.

Tiny red blood flowed down the back of his hand onto the paper, mixing with the black characters, like silent anger, pain and weeping.

After signing, Song Jingshen pushed the document back. Bai Xun picked up the document, scanned it with the communicator, sent it to Song Jingshen for a backup, and then stood up.

In front of the dark solid wood table, a tall young man stood upright, as cool and upright as a pine or cypress on a snowy day.

The shirt was tucked into the trousers, and the black leather belt showed off his slim waist and abdomen, bringing out a sense of abstinence.

Bai Xun lowered his head slightly, his frameless glasses slid down to the wings of his nose, revealing his cold and handsome eyes. He looked at the cold and silent Song Jingshen and said:

"I hope that Commissioner Song will also actively cooperate in the subsequent work."

After saying that, he picked up the documents and turned to leave.

After going out, Bai Xun suppressed all his emotions, returned to normal, and strode into the elevator.

"Deputy Bai, good afternoon!" I ran into a middle-aged man in the elevator. When he saw Bai Xun, he waved and greeted me excitedly.

Bai Xun curled the corner of his mouth and nodded.

The man felt that this was not enough, so he found a topic to talk about and said, "You are also taking the elevator, what a coincidence."

"What's so coincidental about this?" Bai Xun asked coldly, "If I don't take the elevator, should I just jump down?"

He glanced at the man with cold and sharp eyes: "When I first came here, you rolled your eyes at me, right? How come it's such a coincidence now?"

"Ding——" The elevator door opened and Bai Xun strode out, leaving the middle-aged man in the elevator dumbfounded.

After returning to the office to get the keys and documents, Bai Xun went down to the garage and started the car.

The car started slowly and drove slowly, and soon arrived at the Special Supervision Bureau headquarters.

Holding the steering wheel, Bai Xun took a few deep breaths. After his emotions were completely calmed down, he took the documents from the passenger seat and went out and upstairs.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Hello, what's the matter?" Shen Du answered the call and asked in a cold voice.

The receptionist on the other end of the line carefully glanced at the quiet and pretty young man next to her and said respectfully, "Officer Bai is here to visit us. He said there are some publicity matters that need to be discussed."

Shen Du knocked on the table, looked out the window, and said coldly, "Say I'm out for something, and let Commissioner Yu take over."

"But..." Before he could finish his words, the call was disconnected.

The receptionist looked at the communicator in her hand and pursed her lips.

But, Officer Bai just forced him to broadcast the message...

The receptionist looked at Bai Xun cautiously, his face livid, and asked tentatively, "Officer Bai, you also heard it. Special Inspector Shen said--"

"What?" Bai Xun interrupted him and smiled slowly, "He said he would let me in now, right?"

He nodded: "Okay, I'll go in now."

After saying that, he strode towards the door of Shen Du's office.

When the receptionist saw him, he immediately ran after him in a panic: "No, Officer Bai, our Special Inspector Shen is not here now!"

"Not here?" Bai Xun stopped, suddenly smiled, and repeated softly.

"You said he wasn't here?"

The receptionist swallowed and nodded slowly and cautiously.

Bai Xun felt like a boiling kettle. The nerves on his cerebral cortex were jumping and beating wildly like the lid on the kettle.

Bai Xun closed his eyes tightly, trying to hold back, but couldn't help it. He suddenly opened his eyes, pointed at the door and raised his voice suddenly:

"He, Shen Du, answered the external call in his office, and you tell me that this is not here!"

"Isn't Shen Du dead?!"

Bai Xun almost roared out in anger, turned around and strode towards the door of the office, raised his hand and pushed it open with force. He glanced around and saw the handsome young man behind the desk. He laughed like crazy again and pointed at Shen Du and cursed.

"Isn't this guy's father here?"

"Where the hell is Shen Du going? If you're out, then who the hell is sitting there?!"