Official Career Storm
Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 135

"Liu Jie, you’re completely lawless. You dared to hit me!"

Director Yan’s face was almost beaten into that of a pig’s. He got up from the ground, pointed at Liu Jie, who was being held back by the crowd, and cursed furiously.

"Yan, I swear I’ll kill you!"

Liu Jie, with eyes red with rage, roared and tried to break free from the crowd to pounce again.

Director Yan was scared and retreated several steps.

He knew his own words just now had been too much, but it was impossible for him to back down after having said them.

After all, a mere office staff member, despite being respectfully called Director by others outside, was actually just a teacher with his position still at a school.

So what if he went too far?

If he irritated him too much, he’d simply have him transferred back.

"What’s going on?"

A steady voice sounded from outside.

Everyone turned around and saw Song Guanchao.

They quickly made way, and Song Guanchao approached the door.

He looked at the chaotic office, then at Director Yan with his bruised face, and finally at the furious Liu Jie.

He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What’s going on?"

"Secretary Song!" Director Yan, seeing the newcomer, pointed at Liu Jie and accused, "He hit me!"

Song Guanchao’s expression grew cold. "Director Liu, did you hit someone?"

"Yes!"

"Why did you hit him?"

"He cursed me!"

"Cursed you? Even if he cursed, you shouldn’t have hit him!"

Hearing this, everyone in the office felt a sinking feeling, knowing Liu Jie was in trouble.

Director Yan was smug, already thinking about how he would deal with Liu Jie.

But then, Song Guanchao continued, "However, I remember Director Liu isn’t usually so impulsive. What exactly happened here?"

"Was it just because he cursed at you, or is there more to the story?"

Liu Jie fell silent for a few seconds, then said, "My grandfather is critically ill, and I asked for leave, but he denied it."

Song Guanchao’s brows were even more furrowed. He glanced at Director Yan whose face twitched, his smile frozen.

"Even if leave was denied, you still mustn’t hit anyone."

"I didn’t start with hitting; he cursed my grandfather first!"

"How did he curse?"

"He said that since he was critically ill anyway, I should go back a couple of days later and use that to take extra bereavement leave."

At this point, Liu Jie grew angry again, cursing at Director Yan, "You son of a bitch, Yan. If you curse my granddad to death, I’m not a man if I don’t kill you today!"

"Brother Liu, Brother Liu, don’t be impulsive."

A group of people hurriedly held him back.

Song Guanchao turned to look at Director Yan and asked, "Did you say that?"

"I... I was impulsive," Director Yan dared not meet his eyes.

Song Guanchao nodded and took out his phone to dial a number.

Director Yan didn’t know who he was calling and felt a sudden panic.

In theory, this was hardly a big deal.

But since it had blown up, the matter could be trivial or significant.

It all depended on whose side Song Guanchao took.

Soon, the call was answered, and Song Guanchao said, "Secretary Chu, please come to the General Office."

Director Yan nearly cursed out loud.

Damn, such a trifle and you call over Secretary Chu!

The minor directors were also somewhat excited.

Especially Li Yiming, he saw that Secretary Song seemed intent on blowing this up into something big.

This Director Yan usually strutted around and liked to lecture people.

But when there was a real matter, he’d just shirk it onto others.

He was the epitome of incompetence.

They had long been displeased with Director Yan.

But there was nothing they could do; he was skilled at buttering up the leadership and networking.

Soon after, Secretary Chu arrived.

She looked at the crowd gathered at the door, the documents scattered all over the office, and the shattered teacup, her face filled with confusion.

As Song Guanchao gave a brief explanation, Chu Xiao’e’s expression turned grave.

She coldly stared at Director Yan and asked, "Liu Jie’s grandfather is critically ill, why didn’t you approve his leave?"

"I, I... we’ve just been really busy lately, so I..."

"Busy with what? Is any task more important than a human life?"

"It’s outrageous!"

"Secretary Chu..."

"Shut up!" Chu Xiao’e scolded, "Yan Dahai, from this moment on, you are to go home and reflect immediately!"

Yan Dahai felt a sinking feeling in his heart and looked at her in disbelief.

Just a small mistake like this, and he was being sent home to reflect?

He was an official at a senior level!

But Chu Xiao’e was a standing committee member; what she said, Yan Dahai couldn’t refute, nor did he dare to.

"Yes, Secretary Chu, I’ll go home and reflect right away."

He trudged away dejectedly, when Song Guanchao said, "Director Yan, did I say you could leave?"

Yan Dahai turned to look at Song Guanchao, a smile currying favor on his face, "Secretary Song, is there anything else you’d like to instruct?"

Song Guanchao coldly retorted, "Do you know how to apologize?"

"I do, I do." Yan Dahai showed he could bend as well as stretch, bowing to apologize to Liu Jie, "Liu, I’m sorry, my mouth just runs sometimes; please don’t take it to heart. Where is your grandfather hospitalized? I’ll visit the old man later."

If it had been the Liu Jie of before, he would have surely accepted the apology there and then.

But Yan Dahai had crossed his line, and faced with his apology, Liu Jie still cursed, "I don’t accept your apology, get lost!"

Yan Dahai’s expression turned ugly, his face struggling to maintain composure.

But with both Chu Xiao’e and Song Guanchao present, he couldn’t say much, so after apologizing, he left.

He needed to find someone to suppress the impact of this incident.

If nothing had gone wrong, he’d have been transferred to the National Development and Reform Commission in a few months, but he couldn’t afford to mess up now.

After Director Yan left, Secretary Chu said, "Liu, you go back and take care of your grandfather. Come back to work whenever you’re done."

"Thank you, Secretary Chu." Liu Jie felt a bit more stable emotionally, filled with gratitude for Song Guanchao.

He’d never expected Song Guanchao would actually let him get physical.

But the effect turned out to be unexpectedly good.

However, just then, his phone suddenly rang—it was the hospital.

A bad premonition surged in his heart, and he picked up anxiously, "Hello, Doctor Zhang... what did you say?"

Liu Jie trembled all over, and tears started streaming down his face.

Chu Xiao’e, Song Guanchao, and the rest of the office staff all sensed what had happened.

Yan Dahai, who had just reached the door, heard the commotion and turned his head to look.

Everyone else’s eyes turned towards him as well, filled with anger, and a hint of sympathy.

Liu Jie’s phone had somehow fallen to the ground.

He stood there, staring blankly ahead, tears silently streaming down.

Chu Xiao’e quickly said, "Liu, your grandfather..."

"Yan Dahai, fuck you!"

Liu Jie suddenly burst into a roar and charged at him.

Yan Dahai, shocked by his appearance, immediately turned and tried to run, but couldn’t outrun Liu Jie.

He was quickly caught up with and tripped from behind, and Liu Jie started smashing his head furiously.

Song Guanchao, fearing a fatality, quickly went over to pull him off.

"Director Liu, don’t be rash."

Yan Dahai took the opportunity to crawl away quickly; standing up, he shouted, "Liu Jie, what the hell’s wrong with you? I’ve already apologized; don’t go too far!"

"Apologize to your mother! Yan Dahai, you made me miss seeing my grandfather for the last time, I swear I’m going to kill you!"

Yan Dahai was petrified; he knew this was going to blow up into something big.

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