"I was forced into a corner," Hai Shuangjie sighed pretentiously over the phone, "Tell me, I have only one daughter, who was just fine and now someone injured her leg. She’ll never be able to dance again in her life. How could I not make this call?"
Shen Feihu immediately had a bad feeling. This was to back up his daughter and settle scores with him. This surely spelled trouble!
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"Don’t you know? Hai Lan was deliberately hurt by Yang Wenyin at the General Union Song and Dance Troupe, resulting in a fractured ankle. She can never dance again." His wife had just informed him of this news over the phone. When Hai Shuangjie heard that Hai Lan could never dance again, the rage he had suppressed for so long finally erupted. Had he known it was this serious, he wouldn’t have let Hai Shen go; he should have gone himself.
No matter what, Shen Feihu had to give him an explanation.
"That’s impossible!" Shen Feihu knew Yang Wenyin very well. Although she had a temper, she knew her limits. It wasn’t just about Hai Lan—even if it were some comrade from the countryside with no backing, she wouldn’t resort to such so-called foul play.
"How could it not be possible?" Hai Shuangjie roared on the phone, "Shen Feihu, what are you trying to say? At a time , you’re still protecting Yang Wenyin. Are you looking down on the Hai Family?"
"How could I?" Shen Feihu already was fuming with anger, and the concern in his heart for Xu Qigang and his son was like a fuse to a firecracker. Hai Shuangjie picking a fight at this time was like walking into the line of fire. He was on the same level as Hai Shuangjie and saw no need to be afraid of him, showing him respect only for the sake of Hai Yunfeng’s face.
If he really annoyed him, it didn’t matter who Hai Shuangjie was.
"Hai Shuangjie, stop snapping like a mad dog, biting everyone in sight. Hold your tongue until you’ve cleared up the truth."
"Shen Feihu, it seems your brain isn’t exactly in good shape. My daughter was deliberately hurt at your General Union, and I will not let this go easily. In the past, when you issued solitary confinement, punishment, and performance bans, I didn’t say anything. I respected your General Union’s rules, giving Yang Wenyin face. And how do you repay us? By actually resorting to foul play. You’re clearly bullying the Hai Family for having no one to back them."
Shen Feihu sneered mockingly, and he wouldn’t bully anyone but Hai Shuangjie himself, so there was no need to drag Hai Yunfeng into this.
"You just wait to personally send Yang Wenyin to the union court." Hai Shuangjie hung up the phone fiercely.
Shen Feihu put down the phone, and the casual mockery on his face instantly vanished. His eyes were sharp, and his rough face was full of anger. This past year at the General Union Dance Troupe had indeed been too much of a headache for him. With so many incidents, each one could become the laughing stock of the district. Even with his thick skin, Shen Feihu cared about his reputation, and his tolerance had its limits.
If this continued, he wouldn’t mind using this union reform as an opportunity to disband the Song and Dance Troupe!
"Send Yang Wenyin from the General Union Song and Dance Troupe to my office."
"Yes!" Xiao Tao vaguely heard the argument over the phone, her heart hanging in suspense. Upon receiving the order, she quickly notified Wenyin, who arrived in less than ten minutes, not daring to delay a moment.
"Come in!" Shen Feihu turned around, looking at the incoming Yang Wenyin. Had it not been for the fact that she was a female comrade, he would have thrown his teacup at her already.
"Look at the mess you’ve created." As soon as Xiao Tao closed the door, Shen Feihu burst out furiously, "Explain to me, what exactly happened?"
Yang Wenyin was silent for nearly a minute, reviewing the sequence of events in her mind and recalling Qiu Bai’s reminder. Then, with an innocent shake of her head, "President, I don’t know what you’re talking about!"