At 2:30 in the afternoon, Mr. Ma had just pushed open the door of his office. He hadn't even had time to put down his briefcase when the office director hurriedly walked in.
"Mr. Ma, there's a situation that needs to be reported to you."
The director lowered his voice slightly, "The person involved in the case this morning has come again."
"Come again?"
Mr. Ma frowned, "Didn't we already explain everything to him?"
"Is there something else he's dissatisfied with regarding our work?"
"Or is he looking for a re-investigation of the case?"
The office director smiled and quickly explained, "Mr. Ma, you've misunderstood."
"This time is different. He came with something resembling a scroll in his hand. It looks like he's here to present a banner."
Hearing this, Mr. Ma's tense expression finally relaxed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted: "So that's what it is,
"I almost got scared out of my wits."
