In the late autumn of 2022, the memorial service for deputy divisional researcher Zhou Zheng was deserted.
In the late autumn of 2022, deputy director-level researcher Zhou Zheng took his last breath on the hospital bed. In his ears were his wife's suppressed sobs and his daughter's phone call worrying about medical expenses.
Then——
A strong and pungent smell of smoke mixed with the musty smell of an old air conditioner suddenly poured into his nostrils.
"... So, whoever has a way out, tell me now!"
A familiar voice with suppressed anger woke him up completely.
Zhou Zheng opened his eyes suddenly and saw the face on the rostrum that was twenty years younger - Party Secretary Zhao Dashan.
He lowered his head and saw the brand new meeting minutes in his hand. The title page read: July 15, 2002.
