Open Your Fucking Eyes and Look Closely, This is Secretary Sha of Handong!

This scene shocked everyone present.

Everyone was stunned, simply unable to believe their own eyes.

"Th-this... what is going on?"

A boss wearing a gold chain couldn't help muttering, "That young man looks just over thirty, yet Director Wu is a powerful deputy director!"

"Yeah, just now Director Wu had his nose in the air toward us, why is he being so respectful to some punk?"

The people nearby had eyes full of confusion.

Yang Guohua was even more puzzled, and he tugged at the corner of Wu Liangde's shirt. "Brother-in-law, th-this is?"

Wu Liangde didn't answer him, his shirt already soaked through with cold sweat.

Never in his wildest dreams had he expected to run into Secretary Zhou on an occasion like this!

This was the dedicated secretary of Provincial Party Committee Secretary Sha!

As the saying goes, an official of the third rank at the prime minister's door.

And a bigwig's secretary was also known as the "number two chief".

Seemingly not high in rank, he could actually speak right in front of the leader.

Without the slightest exaggeration, how many department-level officials had to stand in line and wait for a chance just to invite Secretary Zhou to dinner?

How many entrepreneurs threw huge sums of money around without even managing to get his phone number.

After transferring to Handong, Wu Liangde had pulled several strings, wanting to invite Secretary Zhou to do him the honor of a casual meal, but hadn't even received a reply.

"Secretary Zhou, why are you here?"

Wu Liangde's voice carried a trembling he hadn't even noticed, extremely cautious.

"Hmph!"

Secretary Zhou let out a cold snort, raising his eyes to sweep over him. "Director Wu's official airs just now were quite something, very impressive indeed!"

This weightless sentence made Wu Liangde's heart contract violently.

He knew that if these words reached Secretary Sha's ears, he would be completely finished!

"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Wu Liangde hastily waved his hands to explain, "I just got here, you see, and I don't know the situation yet..."

"Brother-in-law, who on earth is this?"

Yang Guohua really couldn't hold back and asked again.

"Hah..."

Wu Liangde took a deep breath, introducing him in a tone bordering on awe, "This is the number one head secretary of the Handong Provincial Party Committee, Secretary Zhou!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room erupted in a commotion.

"Dad, th-what do we do now?" Yang Jiaojiao's voice was shaking beyond recognition.

Li Hongyan also panicked. "How did we manage to provoke such a big shot?"

Yang Guohua forced himself to stay calm, lowering his voice. "Don't be afraid! I figure that old man is probably just some relative with distant ties, the one who actually carries weight is Secretary Zhou!"

"Maybe this is even an opportunity to get on good terms with Secretary Zhou!"

With that, he grabbed the bottle of white liquor from the table, poured a full cup, bit the bullet, and walked over to Secretary Zhou with a forced smile on his face.

"Secretary Zhou, it really is a case of not knowing each other without fighting today, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"I'll fine myself three cups to apologize to you!"

Finished speaking, Yang Guohua threw his head back and chugged three cups in a row.

Secretary Zhou didn't even lift an eyelid, completely ignoring him.

"A misunderstanding?"

Yue Xiaofei stepped forward, looking toward Yang Guohua, his voice ringing with force.

"You usurped my mother's Martyr quota, fraudulently claimed poverty subsidies, and even resorted to extortion and blackmail—are all of these a misunderstanding?"

"The honor my mother traded her life for was worn on your daughter's hand to show off!"

"The life-saving money of those poor students was used by your daughter to buy bags!"

"Can monstrous acts like these be written off with a single word of misunderstanding?"

Yang Guohua was left speechless by the questioning, and out of shame and anger, he roared, "You little punk..."

"Stop!"

Wu Liangde hurriedly barked a reprimand. Although he didn't know the relationship between Yue Xiaofei and Secretary Zhou, he didn't dare to offend him at this moment.

"Guohua, why aren't you apologizing to student Yue Xiaofei right now, and then talking about compensation?"

Yang Guohua's face turned livid, but not daring to disobey, he could only grit his teeth and say to Yue Xiaofei, "I'm sorry."

Yang Jiaojiao looked even more reluctant, vaguely muttering an "apologies."

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

Yue Xiaofei's eyes were red as he glared furiously at the Yang family.

"Do you think a single apology can wipe this clean?"

"No way!"

"The Yang family must make a public confession, return all illicit money, and then turn themselves in!"

"Otherwise, even if I, Yue Xiaofei, have to risk my life, I'll expose all your dirty secrets!!!"

Every single word was like thunder!

Rage blazed to the heavens!

Everyone could feel that Yue Xiaofei was definitely not joking; he was dead serious.

Better to shatter the whole body than let the tyrant escape unpunished!

"You little punk, you..."

Yang Guohua was shaking all over with anger, never expecting that even after lowering his head and acting humble, this kid still refused to give face.

And Wu Liangde was losing face as well.

Yet he didn't care about Yue Xiaofei at all, as long as he could handle Secretary Zhou.

So he leaned in close, lowering his voice. "Secretary Zhou, do you think we could just let this matter go?"

"That three-billion-yuan highway project—I originally planned to partner with Guohua on it. If you don't mind, I can count you in for a stake as well?"

"We can all make money together!"

Wu Liangde's implication was already extremely obvious.

He refused to believe that Secretary Zhou wouldn't be tempted!

"Wu Liangde, you have a lot of nerve!!!"

Right at that moment, an angry shout exploded like a thunderclap, shaking all directions.

Boom!

At the back, Sha Zhenjiang slowly stood up.

His figure wasn't particularly burly, yet at this moment he looked like a mountain that had suddenly risen from the ground, making people unable to catch their breath.

An invisible aura enveloped the entire room.

"Y-you are..."

Wu Liangde stared at Sha Zhenjiang's face, his pupils shrinking sharply as he revealed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He rubbed his eyes hard, then pinched his own thigh viciously, the intense pain telling him—

This wasn't a dream!

What was going on?!

It was actually his direct boss's direct boss, the Iron Fist secretary—Sha Zhenjiang!

Shouldn't he be at Qingshan Cemetery?

Hadn't he gone to pay respects to that Martyr?

Why would he appear at this small enrollment banquet?

Could it be... that Martyr was connected to Yue Xiaofei?

"S-Secretary Sha?"

Wu Liangde's voice trembled, his legs feeling as though they were filled with lead, unable to move.

Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!

Sha Zhenjiang walked toward him, every step feeling as though it were treading on the tips of everyone's hearts.

"Wu Liangde, do you know your crime?!"

Wu Liangde was terrified instantly, his face turning pale and his whole body drenched in sweat.

"Old fart, what are you putting on an act for!"

Yang Jiaojiao, however, failed to see her uncle's strange behavior, and she stamped her foot and cursed, "Aren't you just a retired section chief? My uncle is the number two figure at the Department of Transport, he has a higher rank than you—what right do you have to punish him?"

"You're truly tired of living, believe it or not, my uncle can make you rot in prison with a wave of his hand!"

"Shut up!"

Wu Liangde roared angrily, howling frantically in his heart.

Great-aunt, will you please just shut your mouth!

Didn't you see I'm paralyzed with fright?

This is Sha Zhenjiang!

The person who can decide whether we live or die!

"Uncle!"

Yang Jiaojiao was stunned by the roar, but she misunderstood and glared at Sha Zhenjiang again, shouting, "Old thing, didn't you hear my uncle tell you to shut up? But that's not enough, you have to kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise—"

Suddenly, her voice cut off abruptly.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the entire room.

Wu Liangde directly slapped Yang Jiaojiao across the face.

With so much force, it knocked her sprawling to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

"Uncle, y-you hit me?!"

Yang Jiaojiao covered her face in shock.

Yang Guohua and Li Hongyan were also dumbfounded, looking at Wu Liangde in unison.

This was the niece he had doted on since childhood!

Usually, he couldn't even bear to say a harsh word to her, so why did he resort to violence today?

Yet the next moment, an unimaginable sight appeared in everyone's line of sight—

"Thud!"

Wu Liangde scrambled and crawled right up in front of Sha Zhenjiang, his knees going soft as they slammed onto the floor with a dull thud.

Hiss...

Everyone drew in a cold breath of air, finding it hard to believe.

The dignified number two official of the Handong Provincial Department of Transport was actually kneeling before an old man?

"Secretary Sha! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

With a weeping expression, Wu Liangde apologized frantically, "It was all the Yang family, they instigated me! I cut ties with them long ago! I beg you to show mercy and spare me this once!"

"Secretary Sha?"

Hearing this form of address, Yang Guohua felt as though he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and he stammered, "I-isn't he the retired Section Chief Sha?"

Li Hongyan was also bewildered. "Brother, did you get it wrong? Who on earth is this old man?"

"Open your fucking eyes and look closely—"

Secretary Zhou stepped forward, pointing respectfully at Sha Zhenjiang as his voice rang out like thunder:

"This is the Party Secretary of Handong, Sha Zhenjiang!"