"Really?" Ye Qing looked at Zhao Chengshuang with skepticism and said, "You seem a bit too certain about this. I'm worried that they might go to the provincial authorities first, file a report with the discipline inspection committee, and then accuse us. That would be troublesome."
"Don't you trust me to handle things?" Zhao Chengshuang said with a smile, "Let me tell you, I didn't become the deputy director for nothing. I'm better at dealing with the officialdom than you. I assure you, when they go back, they'll only speak well of us. If they say a bad word, I'll rip off my head and let you kick it like a ball!"
Ye Qing gave Zhao Chengshuang a look. This guy was brimming with confidence, and Ye Qing had no idea where such confidence came from. However, hearing Zhao Chengshuang's emphatic promise, Ye Qing felt much more at ease.
The two chatted idly for a while until the King of Explosives finished reviewing the entire blast site and came over.
