Inside the vehicle.
Pan Youguang said apologetically, "Sorry, Battalion Commander Han. I failed to get this done and caused you trouble. I wanted to ask whether my family is all right..."
Smack-
Before Pan Youguang could finish, Han Lingye slapped him across the face.
The powerful blow knocked Pan Youguang straight to the floor, and the right side of his face visibly reddened and swelled.
"Battalion Commander Han..."
"Utterly useless."
Han Lingye's voice dripped with contempt.
"You're a district chief, and you couldn't even arrange for two proctors to swap some Gaokao papers without screwing it up. How the hell did you get that job?!"
"Failing was bad enough, but you couldn't even keep your own bureau chief in line, and then you brought the mayor down on us! You forced me to silence someone in front of all those people!"
At that, Han Lingye kicked Pan Youguang in the chest.
"I don't know what damn use you are! Your family's lives depend on you! You screwed everything up, and you still have the nerve to ask me?!"
Clutching his chest, Pan Youguang knelt on the floor in agony. It took him a long time to recover.
Suppressing his resentment, he defended himself. "Battalion Commander Han, I admit I failed to keep my subordinates in line, but ultimately, this wasn't my fault. Even if you want someone to blame, you shouldn't take it out on me, much less my family!"
Han Lingye snorted. "What, trying to dodge responsibility now? At your age, you still don't have the guts to own up to what you've done?"
Pan Youguang climbed up, sat back down in his seat, and wiped the cold sweat seeping from his forehead.
"If I were the one who ruined this, I'd have nothing to say. But there's one