Chapter 210 Han Yubin Gets a Smash
"I won't eat it, it's disgusting."
Jiang An refused outright.
Han Yubin, however, acted like a madman, picking up a steamed bun from the ground and trying to stuff it into Jiang An's mouth, shouting, "I told you to eat it! You dare disobey me!"
"Get out of my way!"
Jiang Anchao reached out and gripped his wrist tightly like an iron clamp, then pushed him away forcefully.
Han Yubin was pushed away by the force and almost fell over.
The soldiers attending outside the door accidentally witnessed this scene and all lowered their heads.
This caused Han Yubin to lose face completely, and he lost his mind, shouting to the soldiers outside, "You two come in and tie him up!"
"Committee member, isn't this against the rules?"
One of the soldiers walked in, but he was a soldier whom Jiang Anchao had personally trained. He still found it hard to bring himself to tie up his former commander.
But the moment he finished speaking, Han Yubin kicked him directly.
"Just do what I tell you to do, obey orders!"
"yes... ..."
The soldier walked awkwardly to Jiang Anchao, his face filled with guilt. "Commander Jiang..."
"Special Envoy Han has quite the airs of an official, does he just resort to beatings and scoldings all day long?"
After Jiang An raised his voice and shouted those words, he took the initiative to raise his hands in front of the soldier and said, "Tie him up."
He didn't like to make things difficult for the kids under him; after all, they were just following orders.
But he just couldn't stand Han Yubin's arrogant and domineering attitude; it disgusted him so much that he couldn't eat.
The soldier lowered his head and tied his hands, securing him to the chair. The young soldier was grateful to Jiang Anchao. When he took the rope to tie a knot in Jiang Anchao's wrist, his fingers curled up. He hesitated and did not tie a tight knot, but left a loop.
Han Yubin urged them to get out.
They then ordered the soldiers to close the door, leaving only the two of them in the solitary confinement cell.
Han Yubin looked down at Jiang Anchao from his high vantage point.
"Tell me Jiang Yan's whereabouts, and I'll let you out. This is your last chance. If you're willing to surrender to me, I can guarantee you'll have a much better future."
Jiang An looked around to make sure no one else could hear their conversation, then suddenly relaxed, leaned back in his chair.
"Han Yubin, you're handling my business. Do what you're supposed to do. What's the point of you keeping asking about Jiang Yan's whereabouts?"
"Although my case is unprecedented in Suzhou, looking at the whole country... I'm not the first one, am I?"
“There was a case in Beijing where the younger sister took her brother’s place in the army. Eventually, she rose to a high-ranking position. The brother, envious of her success, resented her and reported her. The organization’s decision was that the younger sister was allowed to return to the army as a woman, starting over, but her military status was retained.”
"My approach to this matter is usually similar to how it was handled."
After saying this, Jiang Anchao looked at Han Yubin with a leisurely air. "Committee Member Han, even if you want to trip me up, at most I'll just take off this uniform and have nothing to do with the military anymore. But you just threatened me to go to jail. You wish!"
"You think you won't? You think the outcome in Suzhou and Beijing will be the same?!"
Han Yubin's only leverage over Jiang Anchao was exposed, which made him particularly unhappy.
He stared intently at Jiang Anchao, pointed at the table, and said, word by word, "If I want, you can spend the rest of your life locked up in prison and never get out!"
"Oh~"
Jiang An smiled, "You've gotten so used to being someone's dog that you can't stand up straight anymore, huh? Jiang Yan's identity is confidential. Even I, as his family, don't know what his job entails. You're asking all these questions because you're trying to spy on state secrets, aren't you?!"
He paused, then interlaced his fingers and slowly placed them on the table in front of him.
“Even if Jiang Yan and I have our share of conflicts, we share the same surname and the same blood. You, a barbarian from the outside, are eyeing us covetously, but you cannot separate us. With your abilities alone, you cannot stop the progress and development of the country.”
Han Yubin was furious and wanted to punch someone again.
Just as his fist was about to strike Jiang Anchao's face, Jiang Anchao instantly broke free of the rope binding his wrists, firmly gripped his fist, and held him down with tremendous force.
Under Han Yubin's panicked gaze, Jiang Anchao broke free of the chair and used his height advantage to subdue him.
Powerful fists landed on Han Yubin's body again and again, each punch landing squarely.
Han Yubin had previously told all the soldiers to get out and not to come in.
He wanted to take this opportunity to beat Jiang Anchao down and vent his anger.
But now that it's his turn, he's the one who's brought trouble upon himself.
In the end, blood was seeping from the knuckles of Jiang Anchao's fingers. He looked at Han Yubin's bruised and swollen face and calmly withdrew his hand.
"Get out of here, go back and tell your superiors. You think you can trick me into telling you something here, or make me betray my master for personal gain? That's impossible. The country has stood tall for decades, and it will never bow down to you!"
Han Yubin was terrified after being beaten, and he slunk away.
Jiang Anchao looked at the open door of the solitary confinement cell and thought that even if he were to swagger out now, probably no one would notice.
But after a three-second silence, he finally went up and closed the door.
No, he absolutely refused to sneak out like that.
He wanted to leave this place with dignity. He still had his career, his family, and the military achievements he had earned from countless brushes with death on the battlefield.
You must never let sneaking away add an indelible stain to your life.
Jiang Anchao sat back down in his chair, his stomach rumbling.
His eyes unconsciously fell on the dirty, cold steamed bun on the ground.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Anchao took out the cookies that Zhizhi had left for her from his pocket.
He was so hungry yesterday that he ate a lot last night, and now he only has half a pack of biscuits left. He had originally thought that the special envoy would come and take him out.
He was even thinking of leaving the half-packet for Zhizhi to eat after he left.
After all, he remembered that when Zhizhi gave it to him, her eyes were clearly filled with longing, but she was still thinking that her father hadn't eaten, and was willing to give up her favorite thing.
Jiang An felt a warm glow in his heart, perhaps because he was thinking of his daughter.
This solitary confinement cell doesn't feel so cold anymore.
He gently took out a biscuit and put it in his mouth, almost greedily enjoying the milky aroma that filled his mouth.
He needs to think carefully about how to proceed, ensuring he retains his position while thoroughly resolving this situation...
*
Outside the military district building
Seeing Han Yubin limping out, Yuan Tengzhen's eyes flashed with understanding. He knew that Han Yubin hadn't gotten any advantage from Jiang Anchao.
He also disliked this kid, and no one knew what back door he had used, but he had transformed from a lowly military doctor into a special commissioner in the provincial capital.
Yuan Tengzhen deliberately pretended to be concerned and stepped forward to greet him.
"Dr. Han, are you alright? Did you fall and hurt yourself?"
Han Yubin was furious. He was about to bring up Jiang Anchao's matter, but he swallowed the words back.
He squinted at Yuan Tengzhen and said, "Political Commissar Yuan, we are now of the same rank. You should address me by my title, not Dr. Han. Watch your words."
Yuan Tengzhen couldn't stand such a disgusting display of arrogance and power, and he almost wanted to curse at them with his facial expressions.
But thinking of Jiang Anchao in the solitary confinement cell, he forcibly suppressed his emotions. "Yes, yes, Special Envoy Han is right. You see, we can already draw a very clear conclusion about Jiang Anchao's case. He really didn't do it on purpose, nor was it intentional. Please put in a good word for him with the higher-ups and at least let him out to celebrate the New Year."
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