Seeing the look of surprise on Zhao Gang's face, Sisi smiled, picked up her teacup, took a sip of the tea, and then spat out the leaves a short while later. She frowned and said, "The tea leaves in your office are too poor. Next time, I'll bring you some good tea."
Sisi's disdainful demeanor not only offended Wu Yun, but even Zhao Gang could not stand it. As revolutionary comrades, shouldn't we be unafraid of hardship and not covet luxury?
"We don't fancy your tea leaves; you should just honestly confess to the issue at hand," Wu Yun said indignantly.
This time, Zhao Gang did not stop her. Sisi covered her teacup, not intending to drink any more, and ignored Wu Yun, directing her words straight to Zhao Gang: "Without investigation, there can be no right to speak. It seems that what I've said earlier is not at all wrong; the capability of your Disciplinary Office indeed needs improvement!"
