What's wrong with this lawyer?!

Administrative Review Reception Room? The question obviously exceeded the old man's realm of knowledge. He furrowed his brow and thought for a long time before he said, "I'm not too clear about that. Are you here for a petition? If it's a petition, you need to fill out a form first..." "I'm not here to petition; I'm here to initiate administrative review… Forget it, I'll find it myself." As it turned out, it was quite rare for someone to directly seek a face-to-face administrative review like Old Tang did. There really was a reception room, but the door was locked. Having no choice, he went down to the first floor's petition reception hall to ask the staff there. After asking several people, someone finally responded: "You're asking about the administrative review reception? No, why are you here delivering materials? Just mail them. Generally, there's nobody here." Old Tang smiled at this and said, "I'm a bit pressed for time, and I think face-to-face communication would be better for this matter, so could you please inform that staff member to come over?" Indeed, most people applied for administrative review in writing, but Tang Fangjing always preferred face-to-face communication. The staffer who replied was named Qian Zifeng, and he was actually the reception personnel of the reception room. However, since there was usually nobody there, and the petition reception hall was always busy, he mostly worked there. Listening to what the other party said, Qian Zifeng's expression turned a bit impatient, but he still said, "Comrade, how can I call someone for you? It has been said that normally there's no one there. Isn't your purpose just to submit the application? It's all the same." Qian Zifeng was from the petitions bureau, and the review reception room was a requirement from above. The message from above was to push as much face-to-face activity to the petitions office, to be handled by them. The petitions office was a harder place to deal with. It was already facing direct challenges from the public, dealing with issues caused by other departments. Speaking bluntly, it wasn't the first time petition staff had been assaulted. And yet they had to manage an administrative review reception. Normally, nobody would come, so they might as well have just had an office in name only. Qian Zifeng continued speaking, "Besides, the regulations say that applications should be in writing..." Before he could finish speaking, Old Tang had already interjected, "Article 32 of the 'Administrative Review Law' stipulates that when an applicant applies for administrative review, they may apply in writing; if they have difficulty in writing, they may also apply orally." "Applicants who choose to apply in writing can submit administrative review applications by mailing them or by means of the Internet channels designated by the administrative review agency, or they can submit them in person." "Indeed the rules specify written applications, but they can also be submitted in person. So what now, your staff is not here? If someone can't submit a written application and comes over to apply for administrative review, then what?" Old Tang wasn't someone who liked to quibble, but since the state allowed for face-to-face submissions, they had to provide a way for people to submit in person. It wasn't an excuse to say, "Everyone usually doesn't do this, so there's no one available." You can have no one around, but you should leave contact information. If someone really wants to submit in person, they can just call and someone would come. Qian Zifeng was taken aback; he hadn't really seen someone recite articles of law to his face like that before. It was almost as if he was about to say something like, "Even talking about the law with you is laughable." But after glancing at Old Tang, Qian Zifeng chose not to speak further. You know the articles of law, so why ask me? Just find someone yourself. Seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere, Old Tang turned and said, "Let's go, Qingqing." Ah? Wang Qingqing hurriedly followed, saying, "Brother Tang, haven't we not yet submitted that application?" "We won't submit it now. Let's go to the Dongshan City Supervisory Committee first." I hate this sort of bait and switch situation the most. If they don't intend to deal with it, they should just outright state that in-person submissions are not allowed and that submissions must be mailed or made via the Internet. Wouldn't that just save everyone trouble? Now, as it is, you can find online that it's this place, but when you come, there's no one here, which is incredibly frustrating. Anyway, Tang Fangjing had time to spare. An hour later, in the reception office of the Dongshan City Supervisory Committee, the staff member looked at the complaint letter in their hand with a dread feeling. An anonymous report: Staff of the Lan Mountain district administrative review reception during working hours were unrightfully absent from their post, as confirmed by the petition reception employees, impeding the public's ability to submit review materials... Wow, this was really something. That accusation was put perfectly. Thinking of saying something, but eyeing the young man in front of him, the staff member helplessly said, "Lawyer Tang, there are many ways to submit review materials in the city, there's no need to fixate on that place, right?" Though he wasn't entirely clear about the situation, he had an idea of what it might be. It was almost impossible for reception staff to abandon their posts and never show up for work. But the other party insisted on this matter... and he was Tang Fangjing! "Comrade, look at their previous statements to the public, they disclosed the exact location of this reception room. And yet when someone shows up, there's no one there; isn't that deceitful?" Old Tang argued back. Left with no choice, the staff member said, "Alright, Lawyer Tang, we'll take the complaint letter and initiate an investigation. We will notify you promptly about any results." "That's fine. Oh, and if someone wants to know who the complainant is, just give them my name." The staff member smiled wryly again. That was indeed Tang Fangjing's usual style. In the past, he had seen videos of Tang Fangjing where the discipline inspection and supervisory staff found it exceptionally funny when faced with situations of "real-name reporting while deliberately revealing identities."