Chapter 113: Let's Defy Heaven Once

  Deng Jiutian thought that Zhang Shidong would give him face, and he had already come with a good attitude, which was already an exception for someone who always looked down on others. He thought he had given Zhang Shidong enough face, and originally wasn't afraid of anything, but just because he was used to being meticulous in his work, he gave him the so-called "Young Master" status and took the initiative to come to Pingjiang to give him face. The other party should be grateful and accept it with tears, should immediately express their attitude, and should thank him from the bottom of their heart.

  Since we can't be friends, and it's destined that one side must completely give in to maintain peace, then why bother with your face? Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette and said calmly: "If it's not your company, then it's easy to handle. I was just worried about it, thinking that since Deng Shao had come, if we didn't give him face, it wouldn't be good. But now it's fine. The top has asked me to summarize a report on the scene, including major safety hazards and substandard construction quality, as well as non-professional personnel's mistakes in operation, which led to such a big safety accident. I believe every family member of the deceased hopes to confront the person responsible for the accident face-to-face and hold them accountable."

  Deng Jiutian narrowed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, and took a deep breath to calm himself down: "Is that so? Then I should thank you."

  Zhang Shidong: "No need to thank me, I'm just ridding the people of a scourge."

  Deng Jiutian leaned forward slightly: "I'm really looking forward to it."

  Zhang Shidong pulled Lingsheng Yun to his feet: "Believe that it will not disappoint Deng Shao, otherwise it would be unfair to the attention of the national media."

  Deng Jiutian's face sank, gazing at Zhang Shidong's back, with a hint of gloomy smile at the corner of his mouth. He fiercely pinched the cigarette in his hand into two pieces, letting the scattered tobacco leaves fall onto his pants. Sitting alone there, his eyes grew increasingly somber. The people who followed him quickly cleaned up for him. After the money on the ground was picked up, the vast nightclub was left with only Deng Jiutian. The lights dimmed, and it was impossible to see a person's face three meters away.

  For nearly half an hour, Deng Jiutian sat there without saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking...

  ……………

  Zhang Jun is in trouble.

  On New Year's Day, as the director of the Central Branch Bureau, he lost his gun and ended up in bed with Chu Chu, the hostess of Pingjiang City TV Station.

  The news media and online media have not yet officially intervened, but Zhang Jun has already received an anonymous phone call: "You are not allowed to thoroughly discredit yourself, you and the people around you still have utilitarian value, be a person, be low-key."

  The Municipal Law Committee, the Municipal Bureau and the District Committee and Government reacted with a contingency plan at the first time. Zhang Jun took temporary leave, Mayor Zhao Mei-ru made important instructions, of course, this instruction was in secret, otherwise it would be a scandalous news, Zhang Jun, this bureau chief is finished.

  In the courtyard of the municipal party committee, in a two-story small building left over from the puppet Manchukuo period, Zhao Mei Ru frowned and slumped on the sofa, her strong image as a female mayor completely withdrawn. She had just arranged for Zhang Jun's matter and had considered it for a long time. It wasn't that she was self-serving, but this matter was almost unsolvable. Losing the gun was already an unforgivable mistake. Being trapped in a room by someone, with the other party being a public figure, would mean the end of one's career, and they would have to leave with a tarnished reputation.

  It's Zhang Jun, if it were someone else, Zhao Mei Ru would not have made things difficult and would have just handled the matter in a professional manner.

  Alas!

  As soon as the fingers were rubbed on the temples, Wei Lu had already come over to help with the massage. After a minute or two, Zhao Mei Ru's body was softer and more relaxed, and then Wei Lu cautiously asked: "We shouldn't interfere in this matter, it's not good for us to take the blame."

  Zhao Meiru was well aware of Wei Lu's little thoughts and didn't bother to explain what a political alliance was.

  After a while, Wei Lu leaned his head against Zhao Mei Ru's body, his hand slipped into her collar, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked her earlobe. Zhao Mei Ru's body shuddered, and her hand, which had been pressing against him on her chest, relaxed, allowing this dignified university lecturer husband to serve her with extraordinary skill, not needing to do anything, just cooperating to enjoy it.

  Having exhausted all his energy, Wei Lu was half-lying on Zhao Mei Ru's body, not daring to press down completely, panting heavily and sweating profusely. He still had to tidy up the battlefield on the sofa before he could qualify to cover himself with a blanket and hold his wife in his arms for a rest.

  "Zhang Shidong is a roughneck, and Zhang Jun isn't a clever person either. I've heard that the governor's son has taken a liking to Yaer. Do you think they're a good match? You and Governor Deng are old acquaintances now, and recently there have been increasing calls for him to be promoted. Who knows, maybe after the new year he'll make some adjustments and become a provincial official. Wouldn't that be more comfortable than struggling as a municipal party secretary?" Feeling his wife's icy tenderness, Wei Lu finally dared to participate in her work in front of her, something he would never have done before.

  Zhao Mei Ru's body moved slightly, feeling sour and numb, not wanting to move. All these years, she had been tolerating Wei Lu's small actions at home and outside, but it was a woman's physiological instinct that after being tired outside, she wanted to return home to have someone pamper her and give in to her every demand. Her desire for officialdom had not eliminated her physical desires, but rather, as her position rose, so did her physical desires. She could tolerate and forgive Wei Lu's attempted actions towards Zhao Ya, thanks to his sweet words and excellent service in bed. At this time, Zhao Mei Ru was the most tolerant of Wei Lu and also the best to him, which is why he often made requests during these times.

  He lit a cigarette and handed it to Zhao Mei Ru, who took a puff before speaking: "You don't understand, if you're not even a deputy provincial governor, going to the province is meaningless. You have no idea what it means for a female municipal party secretary to exist."

  Wei Lu's hand pinched the already drooping Ru Fang's house, muttering: "It wasn't that the Zhang family was in trouble and we hid, it was Zhang Shidong who was too flirtatious. You also know, he's from the south, a model, and a host, who among our neighbors doesn't sympathize with Ya?"

  One sentence struck a chord in Zhao Mei Ru's heart, she furrowed her brow, sighed and puffed on her cigarette for a long time without speaking.

  Wei Lu wanted to say something else, but Zhao Mei Ru was already softly snoring in his arms, apparently not wanting to continue entangling with him on this topic. Could she tell him that she only decided to help after receiving Zhang Shi Dong's text message?

  That man, does he still have the ability to defy heaven and change his fate?

  ……………

  In a high-rise apartment building in the city, with good security, a female police officer who was familiar to everyone in Pingjiang was wiping away tears as she took notes on what was happening in front of her, explaining an embarrassing fact.

  Wiping away tears with a handkerchief, her bare face without its usual makeup, wearing casual home clothes, her low sobbing dominated the atmosphere on the scene.

  This is one of the parties involved in the incident, Pingjiang TV host Chu Chu, who would wipe away tears and blow her nose every few sentences, with a choked and hoarse voice that evoked great sympathy.

  Bang!

  Bang!

  People inside the house felt it shaking, and when they opened the ajar door, they saw that the doors of the other four households on this floor were all open. Next to the elevator, a man with a cigarette in his mouth and holding an iron hammer the size of a washbasin was smashing the wall of the neighboring house. In just a few hammers, the living room and kitchen walls became past tense.

  When someone came out to check, he carried a huge hammer from the room and slammed it against the outer wall of Chuchu's house. The wall cracked open, the white latex paint shattered into powder, and the wallpaper was also pierced by the sharp thorns formed by the destruction of the inner wall. This made Chuchu's face turn pale instantly, shrinking her body, this time not pretending to be scared, but really scared.

  "Hey, what's your business?"

  That police uniform is the most intimidating attire in society, but at this moment it didn't scare away the man who was smoking, he swung his hammer again and smashed a big hole in the outer wall that was over 20 centimeters thick, the brick and cement mixture near the hole fell down with a loud crash.

  Several police officers rushed out, one of whom even pulled out handcuffs.

  "My god, my family is going to renovate, and they won't even let me demolish the wall?"

  "Whose house did you smash? Take a good look."

  The man looked around, patted his forehead and said: "Look at me, I'm so muddled. I forgot that I bought this floor, but didn't sell this house. I thought it was the wall of my own home. What's going on? Is this your police station?"

  The middle-aged policeman grunted: "Don't talk nonsense, I think you're just making trouble on purpose."

  The man spat out the cigarette in his mouth and raised his head, revealing a terrifying smile that made people feel eerie. The white part of his eyes was filled with red bloodshot, and his facial expression was extremely exaggerated, making people feel a chill run down their spine.

  "Sorry, I forgot someone else still lives here." The words were bitten off heavily.

  "I'll get it redone for you right away, don't worry, I'll use the best materials. Why don't I also help you renovate the whole house while I'm at it? We'll be neighbors afterwards, so don't be polite with me, I've got plenty of money and renovation workers to spare, I guarantee it'll be done immediately."

  "We'll be neighbors from now on, let's get in touch often. Don't worry, I'm a good person, I'll keep an eye on your house for you. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Zhang Shidong, nice to meet you, Miss Chu."

  PS: This chapter was released a bit late, so everyone can wake up and take a look. The recommended tickets are almost gone, I guess they've all been given to those big shots. But for this week, can you spare one ticket per day for this book? To the thousands of brothers who have added me as a friend, can each of you give just one ticket per day? Not asking for much, just one ticket per day. Can we make this week like the title of this chapter and turn things around?