A Bumpy Road to Power Chapter 283: Rank Has Its Privileges

"Hey, Director yer, we're all our own people here, no need for formalities. If you don't accept it, that would be treating us like outsiders."

Bjorn Dixon said.

The words had been spoken to this point.

Jensen yer had no reason to be polite anymore.

Until the banquet ended, he took it ho and saw that the gift card was worth twenty thousand yuan, and in that box was a gold pen, made of 24K pure gold...

Around 1:30 PM the next afternoon.

A Passat car with a city committee license plate drove off from the highway exit.

Sitting in the car was the newly appointed secretary of the Kenton County Committee.

Usually, when a new top official arrives, the city's organizational departnt will send a leader to accompany them, but she insisted on going alone, and the departnt did not force her.

From the highway exit to the county town, there is a mandatory route called Wusi Road.

As soon as this car entered, it encountered a traffic jam.

And the queue of congested vehicles was quite long.

The driver imdiately got out of the car, inquired about the situation, returned to the car, and told the leader that the road ahead was closed due to the repair of the water supply network, and he didn't know when it would be completed.

The leader was also puzzled.

Logically, even if the water pipeline network needs repairing, it should be done at midnight, when the traffic volu is lower; fixing it at this ti is clearly unreasonable.

This wait lasted for three to four hours.

The entire road was blocked until it was finally reopened after the repair work was completed.

By the ti the new secretary of the County Committee arrived at the County Committee courtyard, it was already evening.

Bjorn Dixon hurried to the County Committee building and saw the door to the secretary's office crowded, with everyone looking tense.

Jensen yer saw this.

Hurriedly ran over and whispered, "The leader is angry and is cursing inside."

"Has Willy Wright gone in yet?"

Bjorn Dixon asked.

The Willy Wright he ntioned is the head of Kenton's Water Resources Bureau.

Jensen yer nodded and said, "Willy Wright has gone in, and the leader has also called for Dirk Carter. He should be arriving soon."

As he spoke.

The door to the secretary's office opened.

Willy Wright ca out looking dejected.

Bjorn Dixon saw this and quickly waved him over. As Willy Wright approached, he eagerly asked, "How did it go?"

Willy Wright glanced around and said, "Rest assured, leader, I've conveyed everything according to your instructions. Secretary Fletcher is very angry, and now we're just waiting for Dirk Carter."

When Bjorn Dixon heard this, he patted Willy Wright's shoulder and said, "Well done."

This entire plan was orchestrated by Bjorn Dixon.

Yesterday morning.

Willy Wright brought the network repair docunts to Dirk Carter's office, asking Deputy Magistrate Carter to sign them.

Dirk Carter, of course, did not know there was anything amiss.

So he naturally signed it.

This noon.

The construction team from the Water Resources Bureau was already waiting on Wusi Road, and as soon as they were notified that the organizational departnt's car had arrived from the highway exit, the team imdiately blocked the road for construction.

The new County Committee secretary hadn't even entered the town and was stuck on the road for three to four hours; anyone would be enraged.

Willy Wright would then shift the bla onto Dirk Carter, saying the order was issued by him, and thus, the new secretary would undoubtedly have a poor impression of him.

As long as Dirk Carter gets a good scolding from the new County Committee secretary.

He, already not well-liked, would find it increasingly challenging to survive in Kenton County.

Bjorn Dixon's aim was to force him into a "desperate situation."

After Dirk Carter received the call.

He had just entered the hall of the county governnt building when Caden Dixon walked up to him.

"What's going on? How could such a thing happen?"

Caden Dixon asked anxiously.

Dirk Carter already knew what had happened and shrugged, saying, "What else could it be? It's surely arranged by our County Mayor Dixon."

Caden Dixon said worriedly, "This is bad. I heard this new Secretary Fletcher has strong backing and a quick temper; quite a few people have already been scolded by her. If you go in, you'll definitely get a thorough scolding. How about I go and take the bla for you?"

Just as he was about to turn away.

Dirk Carter pulled him back.

He said, "Uncle Dixon, I was careless this ti, didn't expect Bjorn Dixon to play tricks on this matter. Since it's my mistake, I must face the consequences; I'll go."

"I still have so foundation in Kenton County, and even if I'm scolded, I can endure it. You are different; you just assud office, your foundation isn't stable. To gather support after being scolded is even harder."

Caden Dixon said.

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "It's okay; when troops co, we erect barriers; when water flows, we use earth to stop it. So what if Bjorn Dixon wins this round."

Having said that, he walked determinedly towards the County Committee building.

Just as he entered the corridor.

He saw a dark mass of people.

All eyes turned towards Dirk Carter.

Suddenly, Bjorn Dixon ca out from the side.

"Ah, comrade Carter, you indeed mishandled the matter. Repairing the pipeline during the day, we won't discuss that, but making the newly appointed secretary wait for three to four hours--still young, not reliable in handling things..."

Bjorn Dixon feigned regret.

Dirk Carter laughed, raised his thumb, and said, "County Mayor Dixon indeed has great tactics; Carter is impressed!"

"Listen to your words; as the saying goes, ginger gets spicier with age. Exchanges make things lively. If Deputy Magistrate Carter ever needs counsel, feel free to seek my advice, as I'm soone who's been through the ropes."

Full of sarcasm.

His expression was filled with the pride of a victor.

Looking at Willy Wright, the Water Resources Bureau Director standing behind him, there was an air of arrogance supported by soone powerful.

"Director Wright, didn't expect to see you're quite well-prepared."

Dirk Carter said.

Willy Wright struck a very aggrieved posture and said, "Deputy Magistrate Carter, how co I can't understand your words? After all, it was your signed docunt; I, Willy Wright, am rely carrying out my duties, but alas, officials one rank higher have the upper hand, making things challenging, truly challenging..."

Everyone present was well-seasoned in the official circles.

This back-and-forth, they could sowhat catch the underlying aning.

But understanding it is one thing.

No one would sympathize with Dirk Carter.

After all, an impulsive youth who called Bjorn Dixon "nasty-mouthed" must pay a price.

"Alright, Deputy Magistrate Carter, don't keep Secretary Fletcher waiting any longer. Go on in; rest assured, we out here will be praying for you, hahaha..."

Bjorn Dixon teased.

Making so follow with laughter.

Under the disdainful gazes of the crowd.

Dirk Carter knocked on the door of the secretary's office.

Inside ca a woman's authoritative voice: "Co in!"

Dirk Carter pushed the door open.

He saw behind the desk, a woman sitting on the chair, back facing him, the newly appointed County Committee secretary herself.

"Close the door!"

The woman said coldly.

Dirk Carter closed the door, nervously said, "Leader, I offer my review on this matter, I apologize for the inconvenience caused to you, I..."

The words weren't finished.

The chair moved.

Slowly turned around.

The words Dirk Carter intended to say were suddenly halted.

Surprise appeared in his eyes.

The new secretary slowly stood up, smiled, and asked, "Dirk Carter, what are you going to do about the inconvenience caused to ?"

"Helen... Helen..."

Dirk Carter stamred twice but couldn't say the word "Helen."

The new secretary before him was none other than Helen Fletcher, the woman he saved from appendicitis!

"Helen what?"

The woman asked provocatively.

"Secretary Helen, hello."

Dirk Carter took a breath and said.

Helen Fletcher casually walked up to Dirk Carter and said, "I still prefer you call Sister Helen."

At that mont.

Dirk Carter's mind shattered.

He had always thought he had mistaken her for soone else, that they just looked alike, but this sentence confird it completely; the woman before him was Helen Fletcher.