"Xiao Jiang is here, take a seat!" Secretary Jin is a man in his fifties, slightly plump, but still quite spirited. At this moment, his face carries a smile.
Seeing the smile on Secretary Jin's face, Jiang Xueliang felt greatly relieved. The leader's demeanor often sets the tone, and such a demeanor is enough to indicate that today's meeting wouldn't be bad news.
After sitting down, Secretary Jin said, "Xiao Jiang, how have you been doing these last few days at the Cultural House?"
"It's been alright." Jiang Xueliang was not the kind of person who enjoyed tattling, so he responded vaguely at this moment.
Secretary Jin slightly shook his head and said, "I don't feel good about the work arrangement for you. Someone talented and hardworking like you should not be buried in a place like the Cultural House."
