Since the section chief had spoken, the people from the Propaganda Department naturally would not fight with Yang Baiyi over an irrelevant person, so they all made way and watched Yang Baiyi and his companions leave.
"Section Chief Wu, why are you holding me? Are you just going to watch your comrades get beaten?"
Zhao Yang didn't quite understand what Section Chief Wu meant.
“I’m not trying to pull you, I’m trying to save you. Didn’t you see the young officer next to him?
He went out with a pistol, so he must be a battalion-level officer at least, right? Battalion-level officers this young were rare.
There is no war going on now, and without any connections, there are few opportunities to make meritorious contributions. How can you be promoted so quickly?
If you rush forward like a fool, what will be the end result?
Li Feng is still a relative, so he might be alright in the end. But what about you? What do you have?"
Wu Gang let go of Zhao Yang's hand.
"I've already explained the interests involved to you. If you want to stand up for Li Feng now, I won't stop you."
Wu Gang made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Yang.
"Thank you, Chief Wu. I was too impulsive."
Zhao Yang was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
If a battalion-level cadre transfers to a local area, he will start with the treatment of a regular section chief. What can he use to compete with others?
“Wow wow wow…”
Li Feng, dizzy, lay on the ground and vomited violently.
"Li Feng has a concussion. Let's stop here for today. Send him to the hospital immediately and notify his family."
The chaos here had nothing to do with Yang Baiyi. They had already boarded the jeep and left the White Horse Temple.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoxiao, I have my brother and sister Wanru here."
Lin Wanru gently comforted the little girl who had just been frightened.
"Well, with my brother and sister Wanru here, I'm not afraid of anything."
It was still early when they returned to the city, so Lin Xiao drove the jeep directly to Luo River Beach.
We played until almost noon and then drove to Yuexiuzhai.
While Yang Baiyi was enjoying the mutton hotpot, the hospital was in chaos.
"Chief Wu, what's going on? My son came to work with you, so how could he be rushed to the emergency room?
Where is the murderer now? Is he in your Propaganda Department or the Public Security Bureau?
At this time, Li Feng was still in the emergency room treating his injuries, and his family was running around anxiously outside.
"Chief Li, don't be angry. The one who beat Comrade Li Feng was his nephew. After all, this is your family matter, so we can't interfere."
Although Wu Gang and Li Zhenmin were in the same grade, Wu Gang could only explain with a smile since the other person's son was beaten right under his nose.
"You're talking nonsense. I only have Li Feng as my son. How could he have a nephew?"
Li Zhenmin's angry roar echoed throughout the corridor.
"Is Comrade Li Feng's lover surnamed Yang? The man who beat him is called Yang Baiyi. Is he her nephew?"
Wu Gang still spoke calmly.
"Section Chief Wu, you must be mistaken. My nephew's name is Yang Baiyi, but he went to the countryside to work as a production team two years ago.
He lost contact with us after he went to the countryside, and even we don't know where he is. Did you get tricked by the murderer?
Feeling the unfriendly gaze of her mother-in-law Zhu Ling, Yang Yi quickly spoke up to explain.
"It can't be wrong. Comrade Li Feng called Yang Baiyi's name several times. There are so many of us, it's impossible for us to have heard them all wrong."
"Yes, Comrade Li Feng calls him Yang Baiyi and keeps calling himself his uncle."
"Sister-in-law, it's time to take care of your nephew from your mother's side. How could he be so harsh to a relative like him?"
"That's right! Comrade Li Feng's teeth were all knocked out. It hurts just looking at it."
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"Yang Yi, what's going on?"
Li Zhenmin's expression was terrifyingly gloomy, and his calm expression contained endless anger.
"Dad, I don't know either. My nephew really went to the countryside to work in the fields. I don't know why he showed up at the White Horse Temple and had a conflict with Li Feng."
Yang Yi really hated Yang Baiyi. Every time she heard his name, nothing good happened.
"Now go to your mother's house and ask what happened. The one who beat people up is from your Yang family. Your Yang family should come up with a rule on how to deal with him.
We hope the in-laws can show sincerity, otherwise we will report this to the police."
After all, there are outsiders here now, so Li Zhenmin cannot say too much about some things.
But everyone present is not a fool. They all know what sincerity means. It is nothing more than an apology and compensation!
"Dad, can we wait until Li Feng comes out of the emergency room? After all, he's my man. I have to make sure he's okay, right?"
Yang Yi begged desperately.
"Little bitch, am I being too polite to you when there are outsiders here?
Go back to your mother's house now, and drag that little bastard over here to kowtow and apologize, otherwise he will go to jail.
And your father and your mother, come here too. I want to ask them how they raised their children."
Zhu Ling, who had been trying hard to restrain herself, finally couldn't suppress her anger anymore.
"Mom, I'll go right away."
Yang Yi left the hospital in embarrassment and walked towards her parents' home, her heart already filled with anger and grievance.
"You little bitch, don't you know how to push the door a little more gently? Are you crazy?"
Yang Yi, who was both angry and furious, pushed the door open and walked in, scaring Liu Genhua.
"My daughter, why are you back? You look so bad. Did your mother-in-law make you angry again?"
Yang Laoshi could see that his daughter's expression was not right.
"Dad, Mom, where is Yang Baiyi? Where did he hide?"
Yang Yi walked through the living room and went straight to the bedroom to look for someone.
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