He harbored doubts, but Liu Zhizhong had no choice but to stand there, looking as if he were being reprimanded.
Zhang Hongyang suddenly perked up—his little aunt certainly wouldn't let this guy off easily. He himself had just been scolded, but maybe it wasn't for nothing, could it bring a sense of balance? Just wait and see this bastard get laughed at!
As expected, Zhang Yuxing's voice was icy and crisp, filled with an overwhelming oppressive force, as she said to Liu Zhizhong:
"Today, my father has had the misfortune of passing away, and I am already heartbroken and distressed enough. I have no desire for any more nonsense or angry words. However, you, Liu Zhizhong, remember why your face was struck?"
"From this moment on, you may leave the Zhang Family Mansion right away and do not appear again during the mourning period. If the family emotions go out of control, no one can protect you!"
"For various reasons, you are no longer fit to be my secretary. Please find an appropriate time to resign from the position after the Zhang family funeral. As for your next appointment, that will be discussed and decided upon separately!"
"Now go, and do not look back!"
Zhang Hongyang felt much more balanced upon hearing this.
Old man, you've been chewed out, and Liu Zhizhong, you haven't fared any better either. Now you've lost even your job, can't serve my little aunt anymore, haha...
If it weren't for his grandfather's body still being warm, he should have been wearing a relieved smile, or even laughing out loud at this moment.
But now, he could only watch Liu Zhizhong with a serious and icy face, feeling secretly thrilled, yet holding it back.
Liu Zhizhong looked at Zhang Yuxing, utterly bewildered, unable to comprehend how she had decided to resolve the situation.
Without passing judgment on whether he had any causal relationship with Zhang Dingkang's death, but to dismiss him and to rush him out of the Zhang Family Mansion now, was akin to giving both him, Liu Zhizhong, and Zhang Hongyang, fifty big plaques each?
However, Liu Zhizhong still kept his composure, immediately saying, "Alright, Mayor Zhang, I will listen to you. But as per the traditional customs of Yangzhou, I must adhere to them and offer incense to pay my respects to the Old Secretary before I leave. I ask for Mayor Zhang's consent and approval!"
Before Zhang Yuxing could reply, Zhang Hongyang impatiently waved his hand and said coldly, "Just leave quickly, why bother offering incense? Your presence here is only causing trouble, understand?!"
Zhang Yuxing scolded, "Hongyang, shut up! Offering incense is common courtesy, and I would allow that! I'm busy and must go. Liu Zhizhong, you arrange it yourself. Hongyang, don't idle about, go do what you're supposed to do and refrain from spreading the remarks from earlier!"
After speaking, Zhang Yuxing turned and walked away, heading in a different direction.
In the morning light, the elegant shadow beneath the black silk dress still appeared slender and tall, delicate and moving. Especially those sculpted shoulders, thin waist, palm-sized hips, pencil legs, and her graceful, rhythmic strides, ah...
"Oh, yes, yes, yes..." Zhang Hongyang, like a dog, nodded and bowed towards his little aunt's retreating shadow.
After Zhang Yuxing disappeared behind a curtain of flowers, Zhang Hongyang then coldly glared at Liu Zhizhong and muttered in a low voice, "Liu Zhizhong, you are screwed. There goes your job as the City Government Chief Secretary! But then again, my little aunt kind of saved you, huh... Rest assured though, I will forever remember this grudge against you!"
When Zhang Hongyang mentioned that, Liu Zhizhong thought, well, it actually might be true? Splitting the blame fifty-fifty, reducing arguments, and not escalating the situation.
He could only maintain a serious demeanor and said, "I deeply regret the passing of the Old Secretary, please, County Mayor Zhang, accept my condolences."
Having said that, he strode in the direction of the funeral hall. Thıs content belongs to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝙣𝙚𝙩
Zhang Hongyang watched his tall and upright figure with a sneer in his heart.
"Damn it, Liu Zhizhong, this time you're probably doomed..."
Then, he also quickly got back to his business, making a point of not running into Liu Zhizhong again, or even if he did see him, he acted as though he hadn't.
As for Liu Zhizhong, he hadn't yet reached the funeral hall and from a distance, he saw Zhao Han already dressed in hemp and filial attire. Decisively, there was a different kind of sentiment, ah...
At that moment, his mobile phone chimed with the message alert. He picked it up, and it was a message from Zhang Yuxing.
After reading the message, Liu Zhizhong's heart was filled with emotion...