Chapter 2222 - 2060: Do You Still Need Me to Teach You?

Chapter 2222: Chapter 2060: Do You Still Need Me to Teach You?

Song Xiaodong nodded again and, smiling, said to Secretary Zhang, "Secretary Zhang, you keep talking, and I can’t help but start using chopsticks. By the time you’re done, all the good stuff will be gone, hahaha..."

During the meal, Secretary Zhang frequently picked dishes for Song Xiaodong, almost feeding him personally.

After the meal, the deputy director said to Secretary Zhang, "Go check if there is any soup left."

Secretary Zhang went out, leaving only Song Xiaodong and the deputy director at the table.

Song Xiaodong ate until his stomach puffed up, resting his hand on it while leaning against the chair back, looking at the full table where most dishes remained untouched, without saying anything.

The deputy director squinted and tilted his head, scrutinizing Song Xiaodong, and after a while, finally spoke.

"Mr. Song, about the events a few days ago, I sincerely apologize. I was compelled to act, having no choice."

Song Xiaodong did not respond.

The deputy director continued, "Mr. Song, I am Wang Gang’s student. Thanks to Teacher Wang’s care, I became who I am today. So, when his son approached me, I couldn’t stand by idly."

Song Xiaodong remained silent, casually using his hands to peel a shrimp shell.

"Mr. Song, I really was abrupt to you in this matter. I want to take this opportunity today to solemnly apologize to you." Having said that, the deputy director stood up and bowed deeply to Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong seemed not to notice, grabbing a shrimp, twisting off its head, pinching off the tail, and pushing the tail with chopsticks.

"Boop."

The shrimp meat fell onto the table.

Song Xiaodong frowned, looked up at the deputy director, but still said nothing.

"Mr. Song, I have no past grudges with you; it was because of Wang Chao that I troubled you. Now I understand, and I will no longer bother with that brat Wang Chao." The deputy director stood up, bowed his head looking at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong lowered his head again, picking up another shrimp to peel.

"Mr. Song, I penalize myself with three cups as an apology to you. How does that sound?"

The deputy director picked up a wine glass to pour wine.

"Deputy Director."

Song Xiaodong finally spoke.

The deputy director’s hand froze, waiting for Song Xiaodong to speak.

Song Xiaodong tilted his head, appearing half-dead, asking the deputy director, "Deputy Director, you say, if I hadn’t presented some leverage last night, would you really have arrested me?"

The deputy director answered, "Mr. Song, I was merely appeasing Wang Chao. Even if I did arrest you, I wouldn’t dare do anything; it was just for Wang Chao’s sake."

"Is that so? Having me in your control means you can do whatever you want with me, doesn’t it?" Song Xiaodong asked the deputy director.

"Mr. Song, honestly, I just wanted to detain you for a while and then release you to give Wang Chao some face." The deputy director said.

"So, before arresting me, you never considered the consequences of such actions." Song Xiaodong’s face suddenly darkened.

Of course, the deputy director hadn’t considered it. In his eyes, Song Xiaodong was like a mosquito, easily squashed without even a chance to cry.

In truth, the deputy director only wanted to detain Song Xiaodong temporarily to shut Wang Chao’s mouth.

Unfortunately, this mosquito Song Xiaodong stung quite painfully.

The deputy director’s face also turned grim. Bending down with his head lowered, he said to Song Xiaodong, "Mr. Song, this matter is undoubtedly my fault. I apologize to you."

Song Xiaodong replied coldly to the deputy director, "You just didn’t anticipate that I could capture your weakness, did you?"

Having said that, Song Xiaodong pulled an envelope from his pocket.

The deputy director looked at the envelope in Song Xiaodong’s hand and said to him, "Mr. Song, seriously, that’s not much of a hold."

Song Xiaodong looked at the envelope and said to the deputy director, "I certainly know that; you should also know that the leverage itself isn’t crucial, but whether it has any impact is crucial."

The deputy director sighed deeply.

Song Xiaodong had hit the nail on the head.

"The girl you saw at the music academy is my daughter, not some inappropriate relationship." The deputy director lowered his head, defeated, and sat back in his chair.

"What kind of relationship is irrelevant; that’s clearer to you than me." Song Xiaodong said to the deputy director.

"Back then, I hadn’t graduated from university yet!" The deputy director shouted, somewhat helplessly and furiously.

"Mr. Song, just tell me what you want, as long as you don’t expose my daughter, anything is negotiable." The deputy director said to Song Xiaodong.

"Let’s talk about your daughter first." Song Xiaodong said to the deputy director.

"Ah..." The deputy director sighed.

"Debt must always be repaid." The deputy director lamented again.

"Her mother was my sweetheart during university. She unexpectedly became pregnant with her. At the time, universities were very conservative, so her mother dropped out and gave birth on her own. Later, for the sake of my career, I married my current wife, but I have always supported her. She grew up without paternal love, developed a rebellious character, constantly fought others at university, and dated unsavory boyfriends."

Song Xiaodong also sighed.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Song Xiaodong then tossed the envelope to the deputy director.

"Deputy Director, convey a message to Wang Gang’s students: whoever stands up for Wang Chao will face misfortune." Song Xiaodong said coldly, looking at the deputy director.

"A pull of the turnip brings mud along—a perfect world with unblemished people doesn’t exist." The deputy director muttered to himself, signaling agreement.

Song Xiaodong prepared to leave.

"Secretary Zhang!" The deputy director called out.

Secretary Zhang heard the call and returned.

"Send Mr. Song home."

"And you?" Secretary Zhang asked the deputy director.

"I called Xiao Liu to come."

Secretary Zhang then helped Song Xiaodong and escorted him home.

In the car, Song Xiaodong chatted with Secretary Zhang.

"Secretary Zhang, I’ve noticed that you’re quite cultured." Song Xiaodong said, looking at Secretary Zhang driving.

"Not really." Secretary Zhang modestly replied.

"If nothing else, just talking about these dishes, you spoke expertly."