Facing Mayor Wu's fury, Feng Jun merely smiled indifferently, then took out a cigarette and lit it.
Amid the swirling smoke, he spoke unhurriedly. "Honestly, a nobody like you isn't even worth my time to insult unless you come looking for trouble."
Mayor Wu trembled with rage. He raised a hand and pointed at Feng Jun, but ultimately let it fall helplessly. "Little Li, let's go."
"Did I say you could leave?" Feng Jun snorted coldly. "Drink obediently. Drink until you collapse, and I'll let you off this time!"
Mayor Wu finally exploded. "What if I refuse to drink?"
Feng Jun laughed at that. "Then you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, huh?"
Mayor Wu shot him a cold look, then turned and left.
Only after leaving the room did he snort. "He's got a little money and thinks he's something special. Go investigate him. Check whether all the paperwork for his mountain project is in order, and look into where his funds came from..."
The secretary had been rebuked by Feng Jun and was already feeling humiliated, but he still reminded him, "In Chaori, agriculture, forestry, and water affairs are all under Chao Ying's control. As for his funds... aren't they from Dragon City?"
Mayor Wu froze for a moment, then wiped his face before realizing what had happened. "I miscalculated. I was supposed to pressure him into giving up some money. How... how did it turn into this?"
Back in the room, Dou Jiahui was also talking to Feng Jun. "Your temper's gotten worse lately. You actually forced a deputy mayor to drink."
"He didn't drink, did he?" Feng Jun replied carelessly. "I'm even regretting it now. I kept giving him face, even donated a million, and he still kept pestering me. If I'd known he