"Doubts?" Yang Chen raised an eyebrow, "What's there to doubt about my identity? Since you know my address, you must have checked my background, and it's all there in black and white. There's not much to say."
"Clear talk is best, Mr. Yang. Information from the Public Security Bureau can often be unreliable. This, you know, and I know too." Fang Zhongping's gaze was as sharp as a knife, revealing his long-held power.
Yang Chen wasn't bothered by it, "So, Secretary Fang, what do you think of me?"
Fang Zhongping responded, "I have a question. Why does my daughter encounter trouble every time she's with you? The first time, she was hit by a car, and the second time, she was attacked by unidentified individuals. You were present on both occasions."
