On the first day of secondment, the junior staff member was handed a false report.
The leader handed over the signature pen, and everyone was waiting for him to take the blame.
No one knows that this humble "idler" is best at remembering useless details: expired official seals, misplaced dates, and a slip of the tongue in a meeting.
He deliberately changed the order of signing, allowing the superior to sign key documents personally, and linked a seemingly unrelated dispute to an old case many years ago.
As soon as the false evidence was released, those with truly guilty consciences threw themselves into the trap overnight.
Only then did the old fritters realize that he had never intended to take the blame, but was using this blame to set up a trap for everyone.
"My pot is not your pot. Your pot is yours."
When the secondment period expired, he not only retired, but also returned with a complete chain of evidence for promotion.
But before the celebration banquet, the mysterious recipient only asked one question: Do you really think that the report letter on your desk appeared by chance?
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