Jiang Siyan kicked him in the shoulder, causing Wang Weicheng to cry out in pain. He wanted to shout again, but the cold sole of his shoe sealed his lips once more.
Hearing the abruptly stopped scream of pain on the other end of the phone, Wang Zhong's hand trembled in shock. "Mr. Jiang..."
Jiang Siyan gave a slightly helpless chuckle, "Minister Wang, you heard it too. The words your son uttered were truly unbearable to hear."
“I will go there immediately. I will trouble Mr. Jiang to discipline him.”
"Minister Wang, you're too kind. I'm young and don't know how to control myself. If I've been too rough, please let me know." Jiang Siyan looked coldly at Wang Weicheng, slowly moved his foot away, and this time, he just glared at him angrily, enduring the pain in his shoulder, and didn't dare to cry out again.
He Wen took the call from Jiang Siyan, explained the situation clearly and concisely, and gave the address so that Wang Zhong could come and pick up the person.
Jiang Siyan had no interest in staying until the end. After giving a few simple instructions, he took Su Er back first.
Lin Shuqin knew perfectly well how disgusting Wang Weicheng was. Many newcomers who had just entered the industry signed with his mother's company were chosen by him, forcibly taken over, and ended up leaving the entertainment industry. Not a few of them even suffered from depression.
She had initially thought it best not to make things too ugly, but now she realizes she was completely wrong. This kind of person will only push their luck.
Now that Jiang Siyan has stepped in, many potential problems have been reduced.
Lin Shuqin watched him endure the pain without daring to cry out, and felt a sense of satisfaction. She wished she could take a picture of him like this and put it on the front page so that he could make a good show of himself.
Wang Zhong arrived quickly; after only twenty minutes, a figure in a jacket hurriedly ran in.
He Wen then handed over the quick diagnosis results from the doctor he had just called over. “Minister Wang, your son was drunk and tripped and fell while walking. His arm is probably slightly fractured, but he is otherwise fine. You can rest assured.”
Wang Zhong's face flushed red. "Secretary He, thank you for your hard work. You're still working so late."
"You're too kind. The gentleman has already gone back. I'll continue to follow up here. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me." He Wen maintained the same slight smile throughout.
Wang Zhong hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, it's my fault. I didn't discipline my son well, and Mr. Jiang was frightened."
After exchanging pleasantries, Wang Zhong saw his son, who was lying on the ground drunk like a dung heap, still snoring. Frustrated and disappointed, he kicked the boy awake.
“Dad? Dad, you’ve finally come! You don’t know, it’s him, and there’s another one…” Wang Weicheng pointed at He Wen while looking around for Jiang Siyan.
Wang Zhong slapped him across the face and roared, "What sins have you committed this time!"
Wang Weicheng covered his face and looked at his father in disbelief. "What did I do! I just touched that slut he was dressing up in!"
"Slap—slap—slap—" Several slaps landed on Wang Weicheng's face in quick succession, leaving him stunned.
A father disciplining his son is a private matter.
Wang Weicheng leaned against the wall and burst into tears. Wang Zhong, panting heavily, bowed slightly to He Wen. "Secretary He, I will personally visit Mr. Jiang and Ms. Su another day to apologize. Please convey my apologies to them tonight. It is my fault for failing to raise my son properly."
"You're too kind. We won't stay any longer."
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