Yi Mingyang's demeanor was very serious and strict, and his tone of voice was noticeably raised. This caused Nie Zhenbang's brows to also furrow.
With a sneer in his heart, Nie thought that Yi Mingyang's plans were quite well-crafted and that he intended to use psychological pressure to get him to submit. But such a thing was simply impossible.
Then, Nie Zhenbang said solemnly, "Secretary Yi, I do not agree with what you said. If the organization wants to caution me, I accept it and I will firmly obey the organization's arrangements. However, as for what you claim I am aware of, I can honestly say that I really don't know what you're talking about."
"Nie Zhenbang! How dare you!" Yi Mingyang was instantly flustered. Nie Zhenbang was too obstinate. He gave Yi Mingyang the impression of being as hard and stinky as a rock in a dung pit. Such a person is the kind who wouldn't shed a tear until seeing the coffin and wouldn't give up until reaching the Yellow River.
