"I was forced into a corner," Hai Shuangjie sighed pretentiously over the phone, "Tell me, I have only one daughter, who was just fine and now someone injured her leg. Sheâll never be able to dance again in her life. How could I not make this call?"
Shen Feihu immediately had a bad feeling. This was to back up his daughter and settle scores with him. This surely spelled trouble!
"What do you mean by that?"
"Donât you know? Hai Lan was deliberately hurt by Yang Wenyin at the General Union Song and Dance Troupe, resulting in a fractured ankle. She can never dance again." His wife had just informed him of this news over the phone. When Hai Shuangjie heard that Hai Lan could never dance again, the rage he had suppressed for so long finally erupted. Had he known it was this serious, he wouldnât have let Hai Shen go; he should have gone himself.
No matter what, Shen Feihu had to give him an explanation.
"Thatâs impossible!" Shen Feihu knew Yang Wenyin very well. Although she had a temper, she knew her limits. It wasnât just about Hai Lanâeven if it were some comrade from the countryside with no backing, she wouldnât resort to such so-called foul play.
"How could it not be possible?" Hai Shuangjie roared on the phone, "Shen Feihu, what are you trying to say? At a time like this, youâre still protecting Yang Wenyin. Are you looking down on the Hai Family?"
"How could I?" Shen Feihu already was fuming with anger, and the concern in his heart for Xu Qigang and his son was like a fuse to a firecracker. Hai Shuangjie picking a fight at this time was like walking into the line of fire. He was on the same level as Hai Shuangjie and saw no need to be afraid of him, showing him respect only for the sake of Hai Yunfengâs face.
If he really annoyed him, it didnât matter who Hai Shuangjie was.
"Hai Shuangjie, stop snapping like a mad dog, biting everyone in sight. Hold your tongue until youâve cleared up the truth."
"Shen Feihu, it seems your brain isnât exactly in good shape. My daughter was deliberately hurt at your General Union, and I will not let this go easily. In the past, when you issued solitary confinement, punishment, and performance bans, I didnât say anything. I respected your General Unionâs rules, giving Yang Wenyin face. And how do you repay us? By actually resorting to foul play. Youâre clearly bullying the Hai Family for having no one to back them."
Shen Feihu sneered mockingly, and he wouldnât bully anyone but Hai Shuangjie himself, so there was no need to drag Hai Yunfeng into this.
"You just wait to personally send Yang Wenyin to the union court." Hai Shuangjie hung up the phone fiercely.
Shen Feihu put down the phone, and the casual mockery on his face instantly vanished. His eyes were sharp, and his rough face was full of anger. This past year at the General Union Dance Troupe had indeed been too much of a headache for him. With so many incidents, each one could become the laughing stock of the district. Even with his thick skin, Shen Feihu cared about his reputation, and his tolerance had its limits.
If this continued, he wouldnât mind using this union reform as an opportunity to disband the Song and Dance Troupe!
"Send Yang Wenyin from the General Union Song and Dance Troupe to my office."
"Yes!" Xiao Tao vaguely heard the argument over the phone, her heart hanging in suspense. Upon receiving the order, she quickly notified Wenyin, who arrived in less than ten minutes, not daring to delay a moment.
"Reporting!"
"Come in!" Shen Feihu turned around, looking at the incoming Yang Wenyin. Had it not been for the fact that she was a female comrade, he would have thrown his teacup at her already.
"Look at the mess youâve created." As soon as Xiao Tao closed the door, Shen Feihu burst out furiously, "Explain to me, what exactly happened?"
Yang Wenyin was silent for nearly a minute, reviewing the sequence of events in her mind and recalling Qiu Baiâs reminder. Then, with an innocent shake of her head, "President, I donât know what youâre talking about!"