Zhang Cheng walked out of the house with a smile, while Dao Ge, who was lying on the ground with his hands and feet bound, felt a chill for no reason.
Zhang Cheng walked over, squatted down, and untied the rope for him.
He helped Brother Dao to his feet, grabbed his hand, and used his sleeve to wipe the blood from his face.
"Brother Dao, I have a friend, not a friend, who once said something to me."
Those at the bottom rely on fighting and killing to make a living.
"At the middle management level, it's time to start talking about interpersonal relationships and social niceties," Zhang Cheng said.
"I think that as Mayor Gao's son, Young Master Gao should be considered a middle-level manager."
"So, tell me, is he going to try to reason with me about social niceties, or is he going to go all out against me?"
Dao Ge can't answer this question; his perspective is too limited.
"Brother Dao, do me a favor and introduce me to Young Master Gao."
"By the way, what's his real name?" Zhang Cheng asked.
"Gao Datong!"
A world of great harmony?
"Where does he work?" Zhang Cheng pressed.
"Road Administration Bureau! Head of the Engineering Department!"
No wonder he's a second-generation official.
The Road Administration Bureau is lucrative these days, and the Engineering Department has the most power.
The country is undergoing comprehensive development, and the saying goes, "To get rich, build roads first," which shows how important the road administration bureau is.
"Jianhao, invite these brothers inside. Don't let them catch a cold outside," Zhang Cheng said to Zhang Jianhao.
"Alright!" Zhang Jianhao responded, grabbed a thug by the collar, lifted him up, and dragged him into the house.
"Zhongming, go buy some safflower oil and plasters or something."
Although Zhang Jianhao and his companions had no external injuries after the fight, they were grimacing in pain.
Zhang Cheng found a clean burlap sack at the repair shop and wiped the blood off Dao Ge's head. The wound was gruesome and still bleeding.
"What a pervert!" Dao Ge thought as he watched Zhang Cheng diligently wiping his head, feeling even more that this young man was not someone to mess with.
"Brother Dao, let's go to the road administration bureau and see Young Master Gao!" Zhang Cheng grabbed Brother Dao's shoulder and pushed him out of the repair shop.
"Brother Dog, I'll go with you."
"You stay here and take good care of these brothers!" Zhang Cheng said.
"Brother, don't worry. If they cause trouble, I'll burn them to death!" Zhang Zhongming said fiercely as he wiped his arms.
Zhang Cheng grabbed Dao Ge's shoulder, and the two walked out of the repair shop.
There were many rickshaws on the road, and when they saw the blood gushing from Brother Dao's head wound, they all seemed to be injected with adrenaline and frantically pedaled to avoid him.
"Is this place far from the road administration bureau?" Zhang Cheng asked.
"It'll take about half an hour to walk!" Brother Dao answered honestly. He had lost too much blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were dull.
"Sizzle!"
Zhang Cheng tore open Dao Ge's cotton-padded coat, and the cotton wadding flew out. He wrapped the torn cloth around Dao Ge's head and then flagged down a rickshaw again.
A cold wind blew, and Brother Dao shrank his neck, hugging his chest with a pained expression.
Sure enough, after his head was covered, a rickshaw came up to him.
How much does it cost to go to the road administration bureau?
Two pieces!
"Damn it, are you going to be ripped off? It'll only cost a dime, are you in or not!" Brother Dao was getting a little angry. Before the driver could answer, he had already stepped into the rickshaw.
The master was about to say something when he turned his head and saw Brother Dao sitting in his seat, his face contorted with a hideous scar, and he immediately fell silent.
Zhang Cheng smiled and got into the rickshaw.
Zhang Cheng and Brother Dao rode in a rickshaw to the Road Administration Bureau.
The office of the head of the engineering department on the third floor of the road administration bureau.
Gao Datong sat on the sofa, squinting as he smoked. He was twenty-eight years old, with effeminate features, wearing an executive jacket, and not easy to get along with.
But everyone who has met him says he is approachable.
He stubbed out his cigarette and rubbed his temples.
In previous years, he used his position to engage in many shady businesses, but now he wants to cut them off.
He didn't give Brother Dao's office phone number, but gave him the pager number, which wasn't registered by him either.
Upon hearing a stranger's voice, Brother Dao sensed something was wrong and immediately hung up.
"Hesitation only leads to more trouble!" Gao Datong shook his head almost imperceptibly.
For career advancement, these shady industries should be avoided.
It's time to sever these ties!
Gao Datong decided to figure out how to get rid of the "thugs" he had trained in the past few years as quickly as possible. Dao Ge and his ilk were his "dogs" for making money.
But it's not a real dog. If it can't be killed in one go, it might retaliate and cause trouble.
"Director Gao!"
Someone knocked lightly on the office door and called softly, "Director Gao, someone is looking for you. They say they are your friend."
"My friends?" Gao Datong raised an eyebrow. "Invite them over."
"OK!"
Soon after, Brother Dao walked into the office with a fawning smile on his face, his head wrapped in cloth, his cotton-padded jacket leaking cotton wadding.
Behind him was a young man who was about 1.78 meters tall and had a slightly immature face.
Gao Datong's face darkened at Dao Ge's incongruous attire.
Zhang Cheng closed the door, glanced at Gao Datong on the sofa who was sizing him up, and smiled.
"Director Gao, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Cheng, from Funing County."
Gao Datong remained silent, turning his gaze to Dao Ge, and spoke in a cold, menacing tone.
“I remember telling you not to come to the road administration bureau to find me.”
"Young Master Gao, I...I..." Brother Dao looked distressed, unsure how to explain.
"Director Gao, it's all my fault. I'm the one who let Brother Dao..."
"Did I tell you to speak?" Gao Datong interrupted Zhang Cheng with a cold look in his eyes.
Zhang Cheng shrugged helplessly and shut up.
"Young Master Gao..."
"Call me Director Gao!"
"Director Gao, I didn't want to either. But this kid was too ruthless; he tied up all the brothers." Brother Dao tore off the cloth from his head, revealing his wounds.
"Director Gao, I can't agree to his request... I'm afraid I'll never see you again!"
Several thoughts flashed through Gao Datong's mind. Recalling Zhang Cheng's introduction, he guessed the other party's purpose in seeking out Brother Dao. This strengthened his resolve to sever ties with Brother Dao and his group as soon as possible.
"sit!"
Gao Datong looked at Zhang Cheng and pointed to the sofa next to him.
Zhang Cheng thanked him, sat down, and looked at Gao Datong. "Director Gao, I've come to see you today to talk to you about something."
"What is it?" Gao Datong asked.
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