As the County Party Secretary, Yuan Jiangjun finally ran out of patience and called Zhou Yi directly.
"Director Zhou, you're taking this too far, aren't you? I have no intention of interfering with the Municipal Public Security Bureau's authority to provide operational guidance to subordinate public security agencies, but you have no business telling us how to handle personnel matters in Kunshan County!"
Yuan Jiangjun's tone was overbearing. He made no attempt to hide his dissatisfaction with the Public Security Director-or, more accurately, his anger.
"Secretary Yuan, please watch what you say. If you take issue with the Municipal Public Security Bureau or with my conduct personally, you're welcome to raise it with the city leadership. There's no need to call me. Sorry, I still have work to attend to. Goodbye!"
By comparison, Director Zhou's tone was much more polite, but to Yuan Jiangjun's ears, it was no different from being spat on to his face.
Translated into plain language, that speech meant: Yeah, I'm coming after you. What are you going to do about it? Go complain to the city leadership if you've got the guts. What the hell's the point of calling me to whine? I can't even be bothered with you!
Who the fuck could put up with that?
Whether or not he could do anything about Zhou Yi, he had to make this trip to the Municipal Party Committee.
He had to get the city leaders to judge who was in the right!
His face dark, Yuan Jiangjun told his secretary to arrange a car. Just then, County Magistrate An Wei walked in with a document.
"Secretary, about the negotiations with the Changhong Group..."
Before he could finish, Yuan Jiangjun cut him off impatiently.
"Put that aside for now. We'll discuss it when I get back