When the younger brother was called out, he could only endure the severe pain in his body and crawl up. Just as he was about to walk in, a figure hurried out. It was Director Fu's right-hand man, Yan Zhibang.
"Wait a moment." Yan Zhibang ran over and stopped Fu Yingjie, who was about to go in. Then he turned to look at Qi Monan and forced a smile. "Hello, comrade. I'm Yan Zhibang, the Minister of the Economic Commission. Today's incident must be a misunderstanding. Let's go to my office and talk. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
This attitude is already very humble. You should know that the Revolutionary Committee has never bowed to any department in these years. Even if it is wrong, it will force itself to make sense.
However, Qi Mo Nan and Song Yun didn't buy his tricks. Talk? They weren't here to talk today.
Song Yun, who had been silent the entire time, spoke for the first time. She addressed Yan Zhibang, "Comrade Yan, let me introduce myself. I'm Song Yun, captain of the No. 13 Special Operations Squadron of the Jing City Military Headquarters. Today, your men arrested my father, Song Hao, on the street for no reason." She glanced at her watch. "My father, Song Hao, has been illegally detained for over four hours now. I repeat, if I don't see him within five minutes, I will personally look for him."
Yan Zhibang's face changed slightly, and anger surged in his heart. If it were in the past, he would never have accepted such a threat. Anyone who dared to say such words in the Revolutionary Committee would basically not see the sun tomorrow, no matter who you are.
But now, the situation has changed dramatically, the power of the Revolutionary Committee has been repeatedly compressed, the military is becoming increasingly powerful, and the people in charge can no longer protect themselves. The Revolutionary Committee is now like a small boat on the sea, which may capsize at any time and cannot withstand any wind and waves.
Song Yun and Qi Monan certainly knew this, otherwise they would not have chosen to fight hard at this time, because they could afford it now.
Fu Yingjie had been working at the Revolutionary Committee for nine years, and he had always been the only one to act arrogantly towards others. No one had ever dared to speak such nonsense to him, especially on their own territory. He immediately flew into a rage, "I think you are—"
Yan Zhibang turned his head and glared at Fu Yingjie, "Shut up!"
Fu Yingjie was stunned and instantly forgot what he was going to say.
Yan Zhibang told him to shut up? Yan Zhibang would never talk to him like this before. He would always smile before speaking to him because his last name was Fu.
"Hurry up and invite Comrade Song Hao over." Yan Zhibang looked at Fu Yingjie sternly. Seeing that Fu Yingjie didn't move, he added, "This is Director Fu's intention. Hurry up and do it."
Is this what uncle meant?
Fu Yingjie frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, but if it was his uncle's intention, he could only do it.
Fu Yingjie glared at Qi Monan and Song Yun, then turned and shouted at his two younger brothers, "What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what Minister Yan said?"
The two younger brothers, who had just recovered a little strength, hurriedly limped in.
A hint of regret flashed in Qu Chengcai's eyes. If Yan Zhibang had not come, Fu Yingjie would definitely be in trouble today, and Director Fu would not have an easy time either.
What a pity.
Soon, Song Hao was brought out, supported by someone. He was beaten badly. His glasses were missing, both eyes were swollen, one cheek was swollen, and he walked unsteadily. It was obvious that there were many invisible injuries on his body.
Song Yun hadn't been this angry for a long time.
The last time I was so angry was when I was in Heilongjiang Province and saw the Revolutionary Committee's lackeys whipping Song Hao and two old people.
Qi Mo Nan stepped forward and helped Song Hao over.
Song Yun quickly examined Song Hao. Fortunately, they were only external injuries, with no broken bones and no internal injuries. However, these external injuries alone were enough to keep Song Hao lying down for a while.
Bai Qingxia covered her mouth and cried, feeling heartbroken and angry.
Song Yun asked Qi Mo Nan to carry Song Hao on his back, and she glanced at Fu Yingjie with a cold look, "Your name is Fu Yingjie, right?"
Fu Yingjie was so frightened by the woman's eyes that cold sweat broke out on his back, but he still remained stubborn, after all, his last name was Fu.
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