Chapter 2663

Hou Guanghai's back teeth were about to shatter from clenching: "Wen Liang has taken a liking to Zhou Andong's sister, but she refuses to date him, and he's been harassing her at school, threatening her. Director Du, if it were you and my sister being harassed and threatened, wouldn't you want to kill him?"

Du Changhe was dumbfounded, his chest heaving with anger. This guy panted for a good while before he slammed his fist heavily on the desk.

"Bang!" Du Changhe's eyes bulged round, his fury erupting as he growled low: "Wen Sanmao, who gave you the guts, the guts, to even think about Zhou Andong's sister?"

"Director Du, what should we do now?" Hou Guanghai took a deep breath: "If we don't kill Wen Sanmao, Zhou Andong will definitely not let this go. Once Wen Sanmao realizes he has no way out, he'll surely lash out wildly."

Du Changhe slowly sat down in his chair, silent for a good while before saying: "Zhou Andong's sister, has she been harassed by Wen Sanmao..."

Du Changhe didn't finish his sentence, but Hou Guanghai understood: "Xiao Min didn't say, but I think it hasn't happened. Otherwise, Zhou Andong would have already chopped Wen Sanmao to pieces, and he definitely wouldn't have been this patient, waiting until now to act."

"You make sense." Du Changhe's spirits lifted a little, he reached out and grabbed the phone, then immediately put it down again, stood up and said: "Guanghai, come with me to the woolen mill."

Hou Guanghai hesitated and said: "Director Du, based on my one-sided understanding, Zhou Andong has a strong personality, acts domineeringly, even the Municipal Discipline Inspection Secretary Sun Baocun has suffered at his hands, been framed and ended up with bumps all over his head. If we go, we'll just be asking for humiliation."

"No matter what, what needs to be done must be done." Du Changhe didn't want to sit and wait for death; even if he couldn't rescue Wen Sanmao, he couldn't let him run amok: "Besides, his sister hasn't suffered substantive harm, and I think Zhou Andong wouldn't disregard everything and offend us over a trivial matter."

Hou Guanghai felt helpless; he didn't believe Zhou Andong would yield on this matter. If it were Elder Yue speaking, Zhou Andong would definitely give face.

But as for them, in Zhou Andong's presence they had no face to speak of. Moreover, they had nothing in hand to use as leverage—what would make Zhou Andong yield?

Du Changhe strode out, walking while thinking, pondering what he had that could move Zhou Andong's heart. Try as he might, by the time he was nearly at the woolen mill, he still couldn't think of anything that could sway Zhou Andong.

Money—at this moment, on this patch of land, no one had more money than Zhou Andong. He himself had painstakingly earned it for over ten years; if he took it out and threw it on the ground, Zhou Andong probably wouldn't even bother to bend down and pick it up.

Authority—although Du Changhe was a deputy bureau chief, he wasn't a member of the Party Committee, so he was merely a deputy department-level official. Whereas Zhou Andong was the woolen mill manager, his rank was one level higher than Du Changhe's.

Although the authority of a factory manager couldn't compare to that of a deputy municipal bureau chief, the rank was genuinely real. Later, when enterprises transition to government, Du Changhe in Zhou Andong's presence would truly be a genuine subordinate.

As for using his own authority to grant Zhou Andong convenience, that was even more impossible. Zhou Andong's relationship with their big boss Yue Guojiang was plain to see—whatever Du Changhe could offer, Yue Guojiang could offer; whatever Du Changhe couldn't offer, Yue Guojiang could also offer.

Du Changhe grew more and more disheartened the more he thought—was this damn thing still allowing people to live? Then he thought again: if he couldn't make Wen Sanmao shut up, even if he wanted to live, he'd probably spend the second half of his life in prison.

The gatehouse of the woolen mill had its windows and doors open; the gatekeeper Old Chen sat at the entrance blowing a fan, with a radio on the table beside him playing the storytelling of the Yang Family Generals.

Hou Guanghai slowly pulled up at the gate, then pressed the horn. Chen Xinggui heard the car horn, lifted his eyelids, saw it was a police car, then closed his eyes again.

Besides when leaders come for inspections or when the factory has reception duties, normally no matter who comes, they must honestly get out and register at the gatehouse window. Like this—just pressing the horn twice and expecting him to rush over to register and open the gate—he felt exhausted just giving them another glance.

You damn well aren't our factory leadership, yet you don't even get out of the car—obviously you look down on me, this gatekeeper. Since that's the case, you just keep honking in the car; I want to see how long you can keep it up.

Hou Guanghai, however, wasn't thinking that much, nor was he looking down on Old Chen—it just hadn't crossed his mind, because this had already become second nature to him. Every time he drove his police car, no matter which unit he went to, as long as he pressed the horn twice, the gatekeeper would open the gate for him, sometimes even skipping registration.

But this time, he broke his habit. Seeing no one come out, he pressed the horn twice again, still no one came out, and he assumed the gatehouse was empty.

Du Changhe frowned and said: "You get out and check."

Hou Guanghai helplessly pushed open the car door, got out, walked to the gatehouse window, and then saw Chen Xinggui sitting at the entrance listening to the radio, which made him so angry his nose almost twisted.

"Old comrade, didn't you hear me honking just now?"

Chen Xinggui turned his head, glanced at the window, and said weakly: "I heard it."

Seeing Chen Xinggui's half-dead appearance, obviously not taking him seriously: "You heard it, so why didn't you open the gate for me?"

Chen Xinggui snorted: "I really did hear you honking, but why should I open the gate for you?"

"Eh!" Hou Guanghai was nearly choked speechless: "I'm here to see your factory leader on important business—if you delay me because of you, can you bear the responsibility?"

Chen Xinggui chuckled: "I haven't received any notice from the factory department, so don't say it's you—even if the mayor came, he'd still have to get out and register with me."

Hou Guanghai took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart—now wasn't the time to get angry; the most important thing was to see Zhou Andong.

"Can I register now?"

"Sure!" Chen Xinggui pointed to the notebook and pen inside the window on the table: "Write your name, unit, and position."

Hou Guanghai honestly took the pen, filled out the registration, then said: "Open the gate."

"You think our factory leader is me, idly listening to storytelling every day?" Chen Xinggui rolled his eyes, got up, walked to the table, picked up the phone to call the factory office, glanced at the registration form: "Director Chen, a person named Hou Guanghai wants to see the factory manager; he's the director of the Municipal Bureau Office."

"Just wait!" Deputy Factory Office Chief Chen Gong said: "I'll go report to the factory manager first."

"Okay!" Chen Xinggui put the handset aside, then pressed the hands-free button.

At the same time, Zhang Hesheng also walked out of the office. Such a matter fundamentally didn't require him to personally report to Zhou Andong—just calling Tang Wenjuan would do.

But during the time when Zhang Hesheng as director had already been sidelined, if Deputy Chief Cheng had even a bit of ambition, he'd definitely look for excuses to come to the factory manager's office often, to show his face in front of the factory manager.

As for Zhang Hesheng this director, he's already not worth mentioning. That foolish fellow offended the factory manager to death right when the factory manager took office. Although the factory manager never dealt with him, that idiot's days weren't easy either.

During this period, they lived in constant anxiety, unable to eat or sleep well. It's said that last night, upon hearing the news that Hong Jinyan had been taken away for investigation, he was so frightened he collapsed on the ground and was admitted to the hospital.