Chapter 32: The Wound on His Face

“ the Civil Affairs Office is no ordinary department. Far too many people and matters are entangled in it, making it extraordinarily complicated. Even that old hand Xiao Bo couldn’t manage it, so how could some young upstart with no foundation in Bishan possibly handle it?”

“Have you seen what happened to Xiao Bo? Sitting in that position doesn’t mean everything will be fine as long as he himself makes no mistakes. Sometimes whether a person makes a mistake is not up to him.” Wang Yunfei gave a sinister smile.

Li Ji understood what Wang Yunfei meant and burst out laughing.

“Besides, I deliberately put that thug Yang Delin in there. Do you think Yang Delin will listen to him? With that troublemaker around, how could the boy possibly have any peaceful days?”

“I heard Yang Delin got into a fight with him behind closed doors in the office this afternoon. Given Yang Delin’s temperament, do you think he’ll let him off? He’ll definitely find someone to ambush him tonight.”

“So, Young Master Li, he won’t come to a good end sitting in that position. He may not even know how he died.” Wang Yunfei let out another cold laugh.

“Hahahaha… Township Head Wang, you really are the clever one. My father has recently developed a taste for premium black tea.” Li Ji suddenly reminded Wang Yunfei.

Wang Yunfei froze for a moment, then hurriedly nodded. “I understand, I understand. I know what to do.”

…

Early the next morning, when Qin Feng entered the Civil Affairs Office, everyone except Yang Delin had already arrived.

“Director!”

“Good morning, Director!”

The moment they saw Qin Feng come in, they all greeted him of their own accord.

“Director, what happened to your face?” Lin Xiaoyan asked.

“Uh… I tripped and fell while walking home last night. It’s nothing serious.” Qin Feng answered awkwardly.

After speaking, Qin Feng glanced at the time. There were still five minutes before work began, yet Yang Delin had still not appeared. This left Qin Feng somewhat disappointed.

Just as Qin Feng was preparing to return to his own office, Yang Delin walked in through the door.

The sight of him left everyone in the office wide-eyed. Yang Delin had a bandage wrapped around his head, and his face was swollen like a pig’s.

Then they looked at the injuries on Qin Feng’s face, and everyone in the office understood what had happened.

Yang Delin naturally noticed their strange looks. His face immediately darkened, and he barked, “What are you looking at? Don’t you people have work to do?”

At his shout, everyone in the office except Lin Xiaoyan obediently lowered their heads and went back to work. No one in the township government had ever been able to match the intimidating authority Yang Delin had built up over the years.

Yang Delin walked straight to his desk and sat down without saying a word to Qin Feng—not even exchanging a glance with him.

But Qin Feng understood that Yang Delin’s punctual appearance at work that day already made his attitude clear.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng smiled and said, “Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Keep at it, and let’s try to complete the rectification work within the allotted time. There must be no more mistakes. Yang Delin, you’ll be responsible for reviewing all the documents. If anyone has questions about the work, they can ask him. He’s a veteran in civil affairs.”

Qin Feng’s arrangement astonished everyone in the office. They all turned to look at Yang Delin, waiting for him to challenge Qin Feng.

But to their disappointment, Yang Delin did not object. He did not say a word.

When he noticed everyone staring at him, his swollen face flushed red. He barked again, “What are you looking at? Is there paperwork written on my face? Get back to work!”

Yang Delin’s attitude satisfied Qin Feng. Smiling, he walked into his own office. This was precisely the result he had wanted.