Zhou Yi was caught somewhat off guard. Just as he was about to go to bed with his fair-skinned Moon, he received a call from Vice Governor Huang Yu.
He had met Vice Governor Huang once before. When he had come to Shaohua to take up his post, Huang had been one of the provincial leaders attending the appointment ceremony for him and Sima Yanan.
"I hope calling this late hasn't disturbed your rest?" Vice Governor Huang sounded very courteous, without putting on any airs as a provincial leader.
"Not at all. I don't usually go to bed this early. What can I do for you, Vice Governor Huang?" Zhou Yi checked the time. It was 10:01 p.m.
Moon had just asked him what time it was, and he had said ten. Then she had asked, "Ten sharp?" He had said, "Let's get to it," but they had never gotten to it!
"Here's the situation. President Pan Longqun, the head of our province's Xinlong Group, has a wayward son named Pan Chengyun. He had too much to drink tonight, apparently lost his mind, and said something offensive about you. Your people overheard him and taught him a lesson. When President Pan found out, he called me right away. He'd like to bring his son over tomorrow to apologize to you in person!"
Vice Governor Huang did not beat around the bush. He told Mayor Zhou plainly and clearly that an arrogant rich kid had mouthed off and insulted him after a few drinks. Although Zhou's people had already taught the boy a lesson, his father feared that a moment of displeasure on Zhou's part might leave their whole family miserable for the rest of their lives, so he wanted to come and make amends.
The question was whether Zhou would