Guan Xingli was still confused over here, and Old Tang was already walking in with his bag, starting politely before being assertive. Unable to get clear answers over the phone, he decided to come in to ask.
He headed into the office building and began knocking on doors. By the second office, someone finally opened the door; it was a middle-aged man in his forties.
Seeing Old Tang, the man wore a puzzled expression, "Who are you looking for?"
Old Tang smiled immediately upon hearing this, "Hello, I would like to know which office the disciplinary committee is in?"
He was fully aware of the department responsible; it's certainly the unit's disciplinary committee conducting the investigation.
The middle-aged man's eyebrows furrowed, "What do you need from them? Who are you?"
Old Tang smiled again, "Last June, on the fifteenth, you issued an online bulletin investigating a staff member suspected of ghost-working."
