After lunch with Gong Ziqiang, when Wan Zixuan returned to work, he was only about one o'clock and sat in his office. Wan Zixuan was still thinking about a conversation with Gong Ziqiang. He specially asked Gong Ziqiang to travel to Ji'an, mainly to find out if Gong Ziqiang's investigation into the Wan family has made progress. Some words were better than on the phone to communicate in person.

However, after the conversation between the two, Wan Zixuan started to think about Cha Yicha Jing Yifeng again. However, this kind of thing took time and effort. Gong Ziqiang was obviously unable to do anything. Wan Zixuan began to think about Wang Zhengqian who happened to know him.

After thinking for a while, Wan Zixuan shook his head and found some time to talk to Wang Zhengqian once. It was better than thinking about it now.

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and after a little while, it was still early before work. Wan Zixuan walked to the window with a little bored. He didn't have the habit of taking a nap. He was twenty-seven years old, undoubtedly at the age of energetic. However, most of his work in units like the Women's Federation is in vain. Wan Zixuan was really helpless. He lived a life worse than when he was scrambling in the capital ministries and commissions.

Maybe the old man asked him to come to such a unit to really want to sharpen his temperament, hoping that he would become more calm, less impetuous, and more steady. When the old man's confidential secretary Ye Fan called him, he had already revealed the old man's meaning, but Wan Zixuan could also vaguely guess that there were other reasons. The capital was not calm recently. The new round of distribution of power, and the forces of all parties have been fighting in secret. On the surface, they are calm, but in fact they are undercurrents. The old man chose to let him come down at this time, probably not just to hone him, but to a deeper purpose. I guess he still wants to keep him away from the center of the vortex so as not to be used by those who are interested.

"The old man can't let me stay in the Women's Federation for a long time. I'll just take it as a way to cultivate my temperament during this period." Wan Zixuan thought in his heart, and a smile appeared slightly on the corner of his mouth. As the fourth generation that the Wan family focused on training, Wan Zixuan knew that even if he really wanted to stay in the Women's Federation and not move, the old man wouldn't agree.

Wan Zixuan was thinking in a daze, but a faint scream made Wan Zixuan stunned, but the sound was fleeting, so that Wan Zixuan even doubted whether he had auditory hallucinations.

"Strange, I clearly heard a scream just now." Wan Zixuan frowned. If he heard it correctly, the voice should be Cao Ying. As a subordinate in his department who gave him a good impression, Wan Zixuan is undoubtedly very familiar with Cao Ying's voice.

After walking out of the office, Wan Zixuan could vaguely identify the source of the sound just now, of course, the premise was that he did not have auditory hallucinations.

After passing several offices, walking forward, it was the office of Jia Zheng, deputy director of the Women's Federation. Wan Zixuan quickly stood outside the door of Jia Zheng's office. A voice came from inside. Wan Zixuan listened carefully and said, yes, it was Cao Ying's voice. Wan Zixuan, who was originally in a normal face, brows were leaping, and his face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

Without any hesitation, Wan Zixuan kicked open Jia Zheng's office door without saying a word, and a loud bang was enough to spread throughout the floor. The scene in the office was just as Wan Zixuan had guessed based on the sound. Jia Zheng pressed Cao Ying's hands and pressed on the other party. There was no need to say more about what he wanted, while Cao Ying fought hard. As for why Cao Ying did not scream loudly, Wan Zixuan didn't have the intention to think about it anymore. He rushed forward and pushed Jia Zheng away. He used too much force, which directly made Jia Zheng fall and eat shit.

"Wan Zixuan, what are you doing? Who asked you to enter my office? Get out of here." Jia Zheng got up from the ground and glared at Wan Zixuan. From the beginning, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, Jia Zheng's face had returned to normal. He was the leader, and he didn't have to worry about a subordinate. Even if he was caught doing "good things", what if Wan Zixuan dared to talk too much, he had to deal with the other party hard.

It would be fine if Jia Zheng didn't say anything. Wan Zixuan was about to comfort Cao Ying with tears on his face. When he heard Jia Zheng's aggressive words, Wan Zixuan was angry from his heart. He turned around and stared at Jia Zheng, cursing without thinking, "You old turtle, you are still a leader like this, you are simply worse than a beast."

"Wan Zixuan, who are you scolding? See who is standing in front of you." Jia Zheng stared at Wan Zixuan coldly and put on the airs of a leader. His deputy director was in charge of several departments. He was in charge of the Women and Children Work Department under the charge of Wan Zixuan. Wan Zixuan dared to scold him like this, and almost made him so angry that he vomited blood.

"I'm the one who scolds you." Wan Zixuan curled his lips and used his identity as a leader. Not to mention that he was just a deputy director of the Women's Federation, even if the deputy director-level leader stood in front of him, he would still scold him. If he angered him, he would dare to take action.

"Xiao Cao, stop crying, what's going on? Don't you go home at noon?" After Wan Zixuan said that, he looked at Cao Ying in confusion. Cao Ying was a local. He knew that the other party would go home for dinner after work. At least he had not seen him having lunch in the cafeteria for the past week. Why did he run to Jia Zheng's office at noon?

"I asked Xiao Cao to send a piece of information. What can I do?" Jia Zheng turned his eyes to Cao Ying, with a hidden threat in his eyes. Jia Zheng had already seen a staff member who had not returned at noon looking inside outside the office door. Naturally, he could not let Cao Ying tell the truth. As Jia Zheng said, he looked at Wan Zixuan again and said sternly, "Wan Zixuan, come and kick my office door and insult it. He was simply unleading and undisciplined."

"Damn, you old turtleman is really shameless. I really want to beat you up." Wan Zixuan rolled his eyes and pushed him back without any politeness. Especially when he saw Jia Zheng's face, Wan Zixuan felt that his fist was really itchy and wanted to beat the other person's face into a pig's head.

"Wan Zixuan, you... OK, very good. I'll stand here. If you have the ability, you should try to attack me." Jia Zheng was so angry that his cheeks were trembling. No subordinate had spoken to him like this, and Wan Zixuan was the first one.

"Tsk, I don't dare to do it, right?" Wan Zixuan raised his eyebrows. Although Wan Zixuan was not afraid of heaven or earth, he really had no worries about the deputy division-level cadres of a small idle unit.

"If you have the courage, just do it. Your grandson who has no one to teach you, I..."

Before Jia Zheng finished speaking, the tragedy came. Wan Zixuan swung his fist and smashed it over without saying a word. The movement was so fast that Jia Zheng was not mentally prepared and was knocked to the ground directly. Wan Zixuan punched him but was not enough, and he kicked him hard again, which made Jia Zheng scream in pain.

The sudden change made Cao Ying, who was stunned and even forgot to cry. The office was even more messy. The people who were looking outside were rushing faster than anyone else. They rushed in and pulled Wan Zixuan away. Someone was even shouting, "Minister Wan, stop, stop, you have caused a big disaster."

Wan Zixuan kicked Jia Zheng's thigh hard, and finally he was pulled open. Jia Zheng was already in pain and rolled in the place. He was helped up, and a few black and shiny hairs drooped on his forehead, which was very embarrassed. Jia Zheng didn't expect Wan Zixuan to really dare to hit someone. He was helped up and cursed, "My surname is Wan, you bastard, if I didn't let you kneel over and beg for mercy, I would have your surname."

"I'll wait, see how you let me come over and beg for mercy." Wan Zixuan looked at Jia Zheng coldly. He was not so impulsive. Beating Jia Zheng was different from beating Li Wanfa before. Jia Zheng was his leader. In the system, Wan Zixuan also knew that there were established rules of the game here. He knew how bad the nature of beating the leader was. However, Jia Zheng's words "I have a mother but no mother" touched him all at once. Although he was not an orphan, he can be said to have both died and was reborn in the Wan family. The parents with this body were still alive, but deep down he had the deepest feelings for his true parents. In Wan Zixuan's opinion, Jia Zheng's words were already insulted and his biological parents, and Wan Zixuan's anger suddenly burst out.

After beating Jia Zheng, Wan Zixuan's anger also subsided a lot. He looked back at Cao Ying and his tone eased, "Xiao Cao, let's go."

Wan Zixuan took Cao Ying away, and Jia Zheng did not dare to stop him. His face was so gloomy that it was scary. In Jia Zheng's opinion, Cao Ying's affairs had become a trivial matter. On the contrary, Wan Zixuan became a thorn in his eyes. If Wan Zixuan was not dealt with severely, what prestige would he have in the unit in the future?

"Get out, get out of here." Jia Zheng roared angrily after looking at the staff members beside him.

Others didn't dare to say anything more. They left Jia Zheng's office in shame. Some people even cursed in their hearts that they deserved it. In fact, people who know Jia Zheng's background are also very disgusted with Jia Zheng. When Jia Zheng was young, he was still a gangster and was ignorant. It seems that he had not graduated from high school. He has a current education and correspondence undergraduate degree. Who doesn't know that he bought it for money?

It was because of his good brother-in-law that he got into the system and got a half-time position. Although he was not a real-power unit, he was better than most people. But he was a person who was almost fifty years old and spoke with a ruffian, just like a street gangster. He knew that he had no education at first glance. He had the nerve to scold others just now, and he deserved to be beaten.
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