The originally agreed-upon inspection time was 8:30 a.m., but now it's 8:50 a.m., and the vehicle convoy hasn't arrived yet. The group had gathered outside at 8:20 a.m., standing there for half an hour. The security staff were used to this routine and didn't seem tired at all, but the others were regular office employees—especially the young women responsible for welcoming guests—who were delicate and frail, and who couldn't bear the strain. Besides Mei Hui, everyone was growing increasingly frustrated, and many of their complaints were clearly visible on their faces. It wasn't because the beautiful CEO was particularly composed; rather, as the company's top executive, she fully understood that every word and action of hers would influence the rest of the staff. If she showed even a hint of impatience, others would surely be thrown into chaos. Luo Man called over one of her department heads and asked, "You said the inspection team's leaders arrived yesterday, didn't you? Then why haven't they come yet?" "The director, wiping sweat, said, 'They arrived yesterday afternoon. Their staff even asked me about our local specialties and attractions, and I told them all!' 'How did you describe the good food and enjoyable places?' Román asked again. The director counted on his fingers: 'There are only a few places that really stand out—like the Wuyue Lounge, for instance—and then there's the upscale nightclubs such as Da Fu Hua, Jin Bi Hui Guang, and Xuan Mei...' The young manager shook her head in exasperation—no doubt the leaders had been busy all night, and who could tell when they’d finally settle down at the hotel? They’d be lucky to make it up to the hotel by morning. Qin Feng stepped out, equally frosty. 'I've spent so much to welcome the inspection team, and yet you're still late—by half an hour!' he said firmly. 'Have they not arrived yet?' he asked. Fang Fang raised her feet and looked out toward the distance, saying, 'Within the visible range, I don’t see a single sight of the convoy.' "Outside Qin's building is a major traffic artery. Standing on the steps and looking out, with today's clear weather, one can easily see things two to three kilometers away. That means the inspection team's vehicles haven't appeared beyond that distance." Qin Feng issued his orders: "Let's wrap up—everyone go back to their offices and get back to work." "Wrapping up now? That doesn't seem right, Feng. You can't just act on impulse like this," Mei Hui quickly interjected. Qin Feng chuckled coldly: "If those leaders don't take us seriously, why should we keep showing them respect? Mutual respect is what matters. Why are we still standing around, not hearing what I just said?" A number of people cheered, and the group dispersed. Qin Feng then pointed to the flowers in the lobby: "Each department should take a portion of these and bring them up. What's the point of all these surface-level displays? Why not beautify our own internal spaces instead?" "Then he pointed to the welcome banner overhead and instructed the security staff: 'Get the ladders, pull it down, and have everyone step on the footprints—more the better. After they've stepped, place them at the entrance, and prop them up with two bricks so the text faces upward!' Mei Hui and Fang Fang were astonished—this was clearly a move meant to challenge the senior officials. In contrast, Lu Man was deeply impressed. While everyone else flocked to the Chinese bureaucrats, only this Qin young man dared to confront them head-on—true gentlemen, indeed. Before either of the two women could speak, he added: 'Can a modest Ministry of Industry and Information Technology really make a splash? If I'm annoyed, I'll take them out of their headquarters!' Lu Man nodded enthusiastically: 'Count me in—ending a bureaucracy's home base is something I'm particularly skilled at!' Mei Hui and Fang Fang exchanged a wry smile—these two were truly making the situation more chaotic than ever. Harmony, they knew, was not their priority. The security staff didn't care about all that—once Qin Director gave the order, they naturally followed through. The banner was quickly pulled down, then trampled into several large footprints, lying across the steps at the main entrance. Finally, he instructed the security team to keep the vehicle convoy outside until they were ready to speak with me. First, they would identify the visitors and inquire about their purposes, then notify the HR department, who would in turn inform the President's assistant. The flowers in the lobby were gradually claimed by various departments, leaving behind scattered stems and leaves. Qin the young man specifically ordered the cleaning staff not to clear them until the inspection was complete. Thus, the once bustling lobby and entrance hall became empty and quiet, the security team dispersed, and only a few guards remained pacing back and forth at the entrance. In the elevator, Mei Hui asked carefully, "Xiao Feng, is this the right move? You're essentially embarrassing the leadership, and the entire Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. Won't they find it difficult to treat us kindly? Not just this time—every time we launch a new product in the future, we might struggle to get approval. Eventually, the company will surely be brought to its knees!" Twenty-some minutes later, several beige Toyota Coaster minibus vehicles appeared, wobbling steadily toward the main gate, with no intention of slowing down. At first glance, these buses appear extremely simple, and you might assume they reflect the officials' modest and frugal style. But that's entirely mistaken—the interiors are remarkably luxurious and feature an impressive range of amenities, with a top-tier model priced around 150 thousand yuan—clearly a high-end vehicle. Typically, such buses operate as a convoy, maintaining smooth traffic flow whether on city streets or entering factories and enterprises. As observed earlier, starting from the hotel, the drivers never touched the brakes, and traffic officers had already begun directing traffic from different directions. The driver of the first bus barely managed to avoid a collision with the barrier just in time, hastily applying the brakes, which caused several leaders who were dozing off to express their dissatisfaction. The leaders arrived at Pingluan City yesterday after a tiring journey. After dinner, they refused to rest, instead exploring the city's local customs and nightlife together. So engrossed were they in their activities that they didn't return to the hotel until 2 a.m. Although each leader was assigned a well-built, attractive "massage attendant," most of them woke up in the morning with dark circles under their eyes.