This was an accusation letter.
But an accusation letter should have appeared at the Disciplinary Committee or at the police, not in front of him.
Bao Jianhua was extremely agitated.
He did not know who had accused him, nor what their purpose was.
This unknown made him anxious and uneasy.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated, interrupting his train of thought and startling him.
It was a strange number from the provincial capital.
"Hello, I am Bao Jianhua."
"Director Bao, do you have time at noon?"
Bao Jianhua felt the voice was somewhat familiar, but he could not remember immediately.
"Yes."
Noon.
Restaurant private room.
Bao Jianhua met the caller.
Qu Xiangru's secretary, Jin Rong.
He was surprised and immediately distanced him from the accusation letter.
He had thought the other party was the accuser, but the moment he saw him, he was certain he was not.
"Hello, Secretary Jin." Director Bao did not put on any airs and shook hands with him cheerfully.
