Who Dared Touch Him?

Eighth Office.

Inside the Director's Office.

It was nearly two in the afternoon. A full hour had passed since the incident after lunch, yet no final decision had been made on how to handle it. On the contrary, Dong Xuebin had just clashed with Yang Zhen and was now arguing fiercely with Deputy Director Zhou Daiyi after a disagreement. The guy was combative to the extreme. Ever since he had tossed aside the notion of "keeping a low profile," Dong Xuebin had reverted to being the disaster magnet he used to be—biting anyone he came across, never turning down a fight, regardless of whether they were officials at his rank or his superiors.

Zhou Dai was furious.

Dong Xuebin, however, remained perfectly justified in his own mind.

At first, Yang Zhen was furious as he watched from the side. He had not expected Dong Xuebin to still refuse to repent at a time like this. But on second thought, he became delighted.

Talking back to a leader?

Wasn't Dong Xuebin asking to die?

If Dong Xuebin had admitted his mistake with a better attitude, there might have been some room to maneuver. But now, even an ordinary warning would have to become a suspension. Leaders had tempers too. If he did not soothe a leader's anger, the one who suffered would definitely be himself! Yang Zhen had no other thoughts now. He simply could not swallow the humiliation of having his car smashed and his stomach kicked. Dong Xuebin had to receive the punishment he deserved, or Yang Zhen would never be able to vent his hatred. He would not be able to save face either. So many people had been there watching the spectacle at the time. He had to win back his dignity!

Zhou Dai could not be