?Reading on mobile phone Shen began to examine Qin Feng, thinking how impressive the young man was—how could he possibly have two such beautiful women accompanying him for dinner? Eighty Electronic Book If it weren't for everyone present, he would have definitely asked, "What's your father's name?" It's a generation where success depends heavily on family background. After listening to Qin Feng's well-delivered, earnest speech, Shu, the policewoman, coldly remarked, "Shen Director, don't you find it rather hollow to be all formal and high-minded in front of me? Let me tell you the truth—even if Qin Feng hadn't physically intervened, I would have kicked him out myself. Go tell Han now that he still has time to back down; otherwise, his mother-in-law, the current district chief, won't be able to save him." Shen's heart sank—he was too well aware that he was merely a tool in Wang's hands. Should he truly get drawn into this current situation, he'd certainly find himself in a difficult position. Yet simply withdrawing now would clearly be impractical, as it would inevitably offend Wang. "Well, I'd like to find out just who dares to speak such boldness! If you've got the nerve to hit someone, then by all means, go ahead and hit another one right in front of me!" A middle-aged woman's voice rang out, and then Wang Yanmei entered, her face flushed with anger. Wang Yanmei, a deputy division-level official and the district's mayor. With her came her secretary, who had been instructed over the phone by her son. She had arranged for Director Shen and his team to come, while also driving over herself to see firsthand who had the audacity to hit her son. Earlier, downstairs, she had seen her son pale with pain, and her frustration had been mounting—she simply couldn't bear to stay silent and had to confront the person responsible. As she approached the door, she just happened to hear Shu's few remarks. "You claim you have the right to hit someone, yet you've already got the nerve to kill someone—where is Wang Fa?" Wang Yanmei, now nearly fifty, had always been mindful of her appearance, yet it was hard to conceal the signs of time on her face—especially with her current scowling expression, which resembled that of a street brawler. "Director Wang, how did you come to be here?" Shen Jianzhong greeted her with a humble bow. Wang Yanmei glared at him with disdain. "Could I possibly have come without you? I truly thought you were capable—how could you possibly handle such a simple matter? I must say, I've been quite impressed with you, but even this little thing has fallen through. What exactly are you doing here?" Indeed, she was a true brawler—Shen had been called specifically by phone, and though he had no immediate success, he certainly had effort to show. For failing to defend her son's dignity, she launched a full-blown tirade, completely disregarding others' feelings. Shen Jianzhong's face turned the color of liver, feeling deeply humiliated in front of so many subordinates. Wang Yanmei now looked as if she were ready to fight to the end. Her gaze quickly settled on Qin Feng, and with a "Qin Feng chuckled and told Shu, the policewoman, 'Once again, I'll be claiming正当 defense—this time, you're just lucky enough to be the eyewitness.' Shu Yajing was momentarily stunned, then grew increasingly worried for Wang Yanmei. The woman was in for a real rough time. Qin Feng never softened his stance just because someone was a woman, especially not when that person had the temperament of a fiery housewife. Wang Yanmei swung her suitcase at Qin Feng with one hand, and with the other, she readied herself for a fight—confident that she'd leave several bloody marks on his face. Shen Jun, who had originally stood by her side, became reluctant to associate with her after being scolded, and even seemed delighted when she was kicked clear off her feet. "Why do so many people always think they can compete with me?" Qin Feng said with a particularly grumpy tone. The secretary shouted loudly, "Someone's been killed! People are being beaten! Help! Someone's being killed!" Guests from the adjacent room came out to watch the scene, many of whom recognized Wang Yanmei—she was after all the district's chief official and a well-known figure. To He Muqing, this situation was utterly helpless. Her subordinate had never heard of the term "eggshell" and, the higher the status of the person he faced, the more fiercely he attacked. Whether it was soldiers, officials, entrepreneurs, or children of wealthy families, military families, or government families, he had already beaten them all. "Boy," said the leader quietly, "this time, I truly won't be there to wipe your back." "Could you lend me your officer's ID for a moment?" Qin Feng said with a cheerful smile, then made the same request to Shu, the policewoman. The two women complied promptly, placing all three IDs on Shen's desk. He spoke with firm authority: "Did you see that? All three of us are from the direct-affiliated battalions of the Ministry of National Defense. You should be familiar with the term 'internal security,' right? We have a lieutenant, a captain, and a major—being bothered by an unprincipled second-generation official, shouldn't we take action?" Shen gently corrected him: "It's a major, not a captain." "What?" He only then noticed that the rank on He Muqing's ID had changed from captain to major, and immediately turned to look at her. The beautiful woman felt a bit embarrassed, yet remained firm: "It's not possible, is it? You're already a captain. What if one day you complete a significant mission and get promoted? Then how would I manage you? That's preventive planning." The secretary whispered the details of the three individuals' credentials to Wang Yanmei, and immediately, she became more composed. Getting involved with the military was already a complicated matter; moreover, all three held internal security affiliations, making it remarkably easy to target her as a mid-level deputy district chief. "District Chief, what should we do?" the secretary asked softly. To be kicked unexpectedly like this was a profound humiliation for Wang Yanmei—something she absolutely wouldn't let go without a fight. At the very least, she needed to find a way to regain her footing, otherwise how could she continue to lead effectively in this position? Seeing that the situation had now surpassed his authority, Director Shen gracefully stepped back. With the secretary's support, Wang Yanmei stood up. Before she could speak, Qin Feng interjected first: "Wang, it was you who initiated the confrontation with me. I was fully justified—everyone can see that clearly. If you wish to use this incident to your advantage, I'd advise you to give up on that idea right now." One sentence, and it effectively ended her hopes of finding a way out. "Young man, don't act so confident. I can honestly tell you, you're finished!" Wang Yanmei regains her泼妇 demeanor, shouting, "I'm going to give up this position rather than see you suffer—I'll make sure you're ruined. If you've got what it takes, stay put in Pingliang City; see how long I can keep you alive!" "Very well!" Qin, the young noble, retorts, "Pingliang City is my family's home, so of course I won't be leaving. I'm here, waiting to see who will finally bring down whom."