The atmosphere in the private room suddenly tightened.
Dong Xuebin had always spoken like this. With one "Who are you?" he thoroughly choked up Director Wang, while Pang Shuo, Du Juan, and the others beside them were stunned as well. Pang Shuo hurriedly shouted, "Xuebin! What are you saying?"
Du Juan quickly added, "This is Director Wang from the County Party Committee."
Director Wang grew annoyed and retorted, "Do I need to tell you who I am?"
Dong Xuebin looked at him and laughed. "Oh? You've got quite the attitude. We're having a perfectly good meal here, so why are you butting in? You're driving us out? You think we'll leave just because you say so? Who do you think you are? Fine, if you want us to leave, then give me a reason. Got one? No? Then go back wherever you came from! You think standing here means you can throw people out? You think way too highly of yourself. I don't need to care who you are, and I don't need to know! Anything else? If not, get out!"
His words resonated deeply with everyone.
His old classmates all felt immensely relieved. Exactly—he wanted to kick them out with just one sentence? They were supposed to leave just because he said so? There was no logic to that! For a moment, everyone looked at Dong Xuebin, who had once been so inconspicuous in class, with newfound respect. They felt that Dong Xuebin had truly changed a great deal. Still, though they agreed with him, no one dared to echo him. After all, standing before them was a County Party Committee leader. In the Capital City, a Fuchu Level official might not amount to much, practically everywhere on the streets, and without much real authority. But in a local