Eighth Office.
Meanwhile.
Outside the office of a deputy director in charge.
The deputy director had barely returned from a meeting when Zeng Ming, the director of the General Affairs Department, arrived with Deputy Director Yang Zhen in tow. They knocked and entered.
"Director Zhou."
"Mm, you're here?"
"This is going too far!"
"I've heard about it. Sit down first."
"Look at Little Yang's injuries. Just look at them. That kick was vicious!"
The moment Zeng Ming entered, he was visibly angry. Without sitting down, he lifted Yang Zhen's shirt and pointed at the reddish-purple bruises on his stomach for Deputy Director Zhou to see.
Zhou Dai looked them over, his expression darkening as well. "Have you gone to the hospital?"
"Not yet." Yang Zhen put on a pained expression as well.
Zhou Dai said, "Go to the hospital later and get checked out."
"Thank you for your concern, Director." Yang Zhen nodded gratefully. "I will."
Zeng Ming then said to Yang Zhen, "Where are the photos of the car? Show them to Director Zhou."
"Okay." Yang Zhen immediately pulled out his phone and brought up several photos he had just taken. They showed the crushed rear end of his Audi a4l.
Zhou Dai took the phone and looked through a few pictures. "I understand."
In truth, neither Yang Zhen's injuries nor the damage to the car was especially serious. At least, Zhou Dai did not think they had reached that level. But that did not mean Zhou Dai was not angry. The severity of the matter did not lie in Yang Zhen's injuries, but in the impact of the incident itself and its nature. This had been a deliberate car crash and assault. The person who had hit someone was a leading cadre, and the person who had been