"Of course." The assistant waved to his subordinates, leaving them behind as a line of people exited and stood at the doorway.
The other families in the compound were also secretly watching the Mengs, and seeing Meng Xingzhi mobilize an assistant to issue orders, they all withdrew.
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Meng Ping was left on the ground and simply didn’t get up.
"What’s the matter? Are you trying to wish me a Happy New Year?" Meng Xingzhi scoffed, "Or do you want a red envelope?"
"No need for a red envelope, just some cigarettes would be fine."
"Get lost!" Meng Xingzhi kicked out but Du Xiaosong blocked it with his body. Du Xiaosong was sent rolling three times on the ground, finally stopping when he hit a cabinet.
The kick was delivered with great force, showing no mercy.
"Are you trying to commit murder, Dad? If that kick had hit me, it could have killed me!"
"You’ve gotten bold, haven’t you? I call you home and you dare not come, forcing me to send someone to ’invite’ you. No sooner do I kick you than someone jumps in to take the hit. Who gave you the right?"
Du Xiaosong got up from the ground, rubbed his shoulder, and apologized with his head down. "I’m sorry, President, it’s my fault. I deserve to be punished!"
"Tell me, did you do that thing with the newspaper?"
"Yes! That’s right!" Meng Ping, craving a smoke, tried to get one from his pocket but as soon as he pulled it out, Meng Xing seized it.
"You...can’t you find another way?" Meng Xingzhi was nearly outraged to death by this defiant son.
"This won’t soothe your resentment."
"You’re harming yourself as much as your enemy." Meng Xingzhi stood up, grabbed Meng Ping by the ear, "Come with me to the study."
"Wai-wai-wait...stop pulling!" The father and son argued all the way into the study and didn’t come out for over an hour. In the meantime, Su Yun changed her clothes and made a phone call to the regiment.
"What are you planning to do, Chief?" The deputy chief, after listening for a long time, couldn’t believe his ears and thought he had heard wrong.
"I said to fire Bai Oulan, immediately, right now!"
"This...this...is this for real, Chief? Why suddenly fire her?"
The deputy chief could not have anticipated the Chief would fire Bai Tian’e—was it possible he had taken the wrong medicine?
Bai Tian’e had such strong backing and was so capable; she was the pillar of Qianjin!
"Don’t make me repeat myself a third time."
"Okay, okay, I’ll handle it right now. But what’s the reason? We can’t just fire someone without a cause, can we? We also need to explain it to the organization department, right?"
"Problems with personal conduct, lack of propriety. It’s seriously affecting our image."
"Is that so? Perhaps we could consider giving her a major demerit. She’s still a comrade, after all."
"Can’t you understand me?" Su Yun finally lost her temper, "Forget it, I’ll do it myself!" She hung up the phone straightaway.
Leaving the communications room utterly confused, the deputy chief had just reached the door when he saw the newspaper delivery person arrive. The subscriptions were all for the Worker’s Daily, and there was one copy of Renming Daily.
Today’s delivery was particularly large, the bag bulging with copies.
"Stop, stop..." the deputy chief called out: "Give me a copy of today’s newspaper."
The delivery person took out the newspapers, with One Weekly sitting on top of the stack.